Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Confessional Poetics One

I’m going to try to make this possible series of posts thankfully short. A funny thing happened to me while blogging. I’ve become quite sickened with the whole business of poetry. First, let me state the obvious. I’m just an amateur poet of modest intelligence with just enough of a grasp on poetics to make me dangerous to myself. Second, I’m not saying that no one reads poetry, although that’s almost true (mostly poets read poetry, and although they’re not exactly nobody, they’re not the general public either [I know this because I know card-carrying members of the general public and they couldn’t give a squirrel's ass about contemporary poetry]). And I’m not saying that because I’m just really saying in a roundabout and self-pitying way that no one reads ME. Because, although that’s mostly true, it’s beside the point (and at this point, I really don’t care, because sometimes I can’t read my poetry a week later either [only the rush of the ‘creative’ moment keeps me writing {well, that’s not entirely true, and I hope to get to that somewhere in this rant later}]). No, nobody reads poetry because it doesn’t deserve to be read these days. And I’m not just talking about the pointless avant-garde. I’m talking about the futile formalists, informalists, mainstream, and any other stream I’ve seen running off at the mouth this past lifetime.


sb said...

I like reading poems. Rarely, I like reading 'poetics' too.

But rarely.

Sometimes it reminds me of theological disputes, angels and pins and all that.

aum dada said...

I agree with you for the most part. And I think the increase in poetics is probably tied to this whole issue I'm trying to formulate. Although I call this a poetics post, it's probably more an anti-poetics post. When any community becomes insular, it begins to work on its dogma. Its ability to indoctrinate others though is limited to its power. Since the community at large could care less, until another Roman empire comes around to enforce a particular poetics on the masses, we are left with these burgeoning creeds from the various churches of poetry. (and PS, thanks for the shout-out on my hdws chapblog)