Favorite Poet?

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  • Originally posted by Being Enlightened
    Hey, could you dress up like that guy from A Clockwork Orange? That outfit just fucking kicked it! I believe he had a cod piece and a derby too.:)
    I got tingles in my jingles when you mention the greatest Non-Star Wars, Non-Friday the 13th movie of all time.
  • Goulet
    Goulet Posts: 918
    Originally posted by Radar(Baba)O'Riley
    I got tingles in my jingles

    i am going to start referring to my "nuts" as "jingles"
  • Originally posted by Goulet
    i am going to start referring to my "nuts" as "jingles"

    :D How the jingles hanging?

    And yes, that movie was real horrorshow! ;)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Goulet
    Goulet Posts: 918
    Originally posted by Being Enlightened
    :D How the jingles hanging?

    And yes, that movie was real horrorshow! ;)

    snug right now for I wear boxer-briefs
  • Originally posted by Goulet
    i am going to start referring to my "nuts" as "jingles"
    Don't you have a little ring-a-ding ding in your ding-a-ling ling?
  • Originally posted by Goulet
    snug right now for I wear boxer-briefs

    How does the soft caress of cotton hugging your jingles feel?

    You know, asides from being snug.

    Is it like having the skin of a woman's palm gently squeezing them?

    Or is it more like a your jingles are being jammed by the rough hand of a man feeling?
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Goulet
    Goulet Posts: 918
    Originally posted by Being Enlightened
    How does the soft caress of cotton hugging your jingles feel?

    You know, asides from being snug.

    Is it like having the skin of a woman's palm gently squeezing them?

    Or is it more like a your jingles are being jammed by the rough hand of a man feeling?

    i think its more like a woman's gentle touch
    not that i can remember what that's like
    but maybe after the weekend i will
    so until then i'll say its like a rough man-hand
  • Originally posted by Goulet
    i think its more like a woman's gentle touch
    not that i can remember what that's like
    but maybe after the weekend i will
    so until then i'll say its like a rough man-hand

    :D

    Good luck this weekend! ;)

    I wish you many beautiful, gentle, womanly, gropings!

    And maybe, if you're extra-super-good, you'll get a spanking out of the deal! ;) But we won't push it just yet.

    Womanly gropings first, spanks later. :D
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Goulet
    Goulet Posts: 918
    Originally posted by Being Enlightened
    :D

    Good luck this weekend! ;)

    I wish you many beautiful, gentle, womanly, gropings!

    And maybe, if you're extra-super-good, you'll get a spanking out of the deal! ;) But we won't push it just yet.

    Womanly gropings first, spanks later. :D

    i think spanking is more of a third date type of thing
    i'm not expecting anything on the first date beyond
    heavy petting
  • Goulet
    Goulet Posts: 918
    my favorite poet is

    Frank O'Hara

    and, yes, i talk to myself in the dark
  • Originally posted by Goulet
    i think spanking is more of a third date type of thing
    i'm not expecting anything on the first date beyond
    heavy petting

    Good man! :)

    Enjoy it!!!!!! :D

    That sounds so exciting! :)

    Steam up some windows, baby!
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Goulet
    Goulet Posts: 918
    i also like Charles Simic
  • the meticulous melancholy of Ann Sexton.
    She gently takes me to scary places and says scary things that make me feel okay.

    ...

    the earthiness of Carl Sandburg.
    He's the candlelight in a nightmare

    ...

    the wickedness of Charles Baudelaire.
    I have the this verse from THE IRREPARABLE painted on the ceiling of my writing room:
    My soul is prey to the Irreparable,
    It gnaws with tooth accurst,
    And, termite-like, the cunning spawn of hell
    Mines the foundations first


    ...

    but all must kneel before ee cummings. Flowers flow from his words. He invented water and grass and hair. He is THE poet

    ...

    Oh, yeah, and of course Goulet.
  • Originally posted by Goulet
    i never said song writers weren't poets
    Bob Dylan is a perfect (and maybe the only) example of that
    i said songs and poems are different


    and if just writing things on paper makes something a song or poem then everything is a song or poem and that is so far from teh truth too
    when i said wrote down i didnt explain myself enough i meant in poetic form the only difference between songs and poetry is the music (sounds) are put into it!
    whats good for the goose is good for the gander
  • Felicity
    Felicity Posts: 339
    a response to plato's symposium ~

    "Thou demandest what is Love. It is that powerful attraction towards all we conceive, or fear, or hope beyond ourselves, when we find within our own thoughts the chasm of an insufficient void, and seek to awaken in all things that are, a community with what we experience within ourselves. If we reason we would be understood; if we imagine we would that the airy children of our brain were born anew within another's; if we feel we would that another's nerves should vibrate to our own, that the beams of their eyes should kindle at once and mix and melt into our own; that lips of motionless ice should not reply to lips quivering and burning with the heart's best blood:--this is Love. This is the bond and the sanction which connects not only man with man, but with every thing which exists. We are born into the world, and there is something within us, which from the instant that we live, more and more thirsts after its likeness. It is probably in correspondence with this law that the infant drains milk from the bosom of its mother; this propensity develops itself with the development of our nature."

    he was like a rock star of his day, purely living his art, believing with his entire soul, every word he uttered.

    i also love t.s. eliot ~ the waste land is the most perfect poem ever written ~ and also rainer maria rilke when i feel like crying my heart out with loving agony and ecstasy.

    "So whoever loves must try to act as if he had a great work: he must be much alone and go into himself and collect himself; he must work; he must become something!
    For believe me, the more one is, the richer is all that one experiences. And whoever wants to have a deep love in his life must collect and save for it and gather honey."

    yes, yes, yes........
  • who here considers eddie vedder a poet?

    he is definitley a lyricist

    are all lyricists just poets with some music and a good voice?

    was jim morrison a poet or a lyricist?


    i can tell you my influences but they may not fit the question of favourite poet.
    .......
    Forever and ever ....Pearl Jam
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  • Edgar Allan Poe.He hasn't written as many poems as short stories,but his vivid descriptions of grotesque and abaresque suffering makes his poems extraordinary in my eyes.
    once you know
    you can never go back...
  • dyaogirl
    dyaogirl Posts: 138
    My Best Friend....and I hope the world will know her one day
    '..... Ah! A perfect illustration of the poststructuralist paradox. Does the signifier "Merlot" correspond with the 'truth' of the bottle I polished off last night, or do we hold in our thoughts a different "signified" of bottle-of-Merlot-ness? Perhaps we're dreaming of the same bottle!" -FinsburyParkCarrots

  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Wow. Oh Dyaogirl, tell your friend to post!


    By the way, everyone,
    There's a Czech poet/scientist called Miroslov Holub.

    Have you come across his work?

    Do you know his poem

    BRIEF REFLECTION ON LIGHT

    ?

    It goes like this:



    We make light so we can see.

    In the Silurian they made light to see the Silurian.
    In the Diluvium they made light to see the Diluvium.
    In Troy they made light to see Troy.
    And that's how they spotted those Greeks around them.
    In the Enlightenment they made light to see the Enlightenment.

    The same applies today.


    Indeed
    certain species developed, such as fireflies,
    or occupations, such as torch-bearers.
    A lot of energy is converted into light,
    Even a battery is sometime found.
    So much light has developed that we can see round corners,
    that we can see into our stomachs,
    that we can see into the little roots of light.

    Not that seeing is any particular
    fun.
    But we've got to see in order to
    make light,
    light,
    light,
    until we go blind.
  • Absolute favorite is too difficult a call...

    some favorites...e.e. cummings, diane wakoski, charles bukowski,
    charles wright, adrian mitchell, and carolyn forche...among others.