Poetry has been taught very poorly by our institutions. In a secular world, poetry and philosophy should be pursuits of the people and guide us through our lives.

@acatssoftnose3940

5 жыл бұрын

I have a BA in philosophy, and took a class in poetry. Both go hand in hand, beautifully. A heads up, though: given philosophy tends to require its students to write as clearly as possible, it's possible to grow rusty with creative imagery haha but doing both at the same time, just make sure to know when to switch between clarity and creativity.

@hurmaeht3250

4 жыл бұрын

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@user-ot4rc9jh8e

3 жыл бұрын

how can poetry be secular if the philosophy that it uses includes theology, mortality, themes of life and death and love?

@alexanderzaslavski1557

3 жыл бұрын

The ones who realize it are the ones who truly deserve it

@flyingtoaster1427

Жыл бұрын

taught poorly to people who give TED talks

I love how you can hear the influence of poetry in the way he speaks, like how his cadence and inflections are very alive. =]

@tommykochavy7653

4 жыл бұрын

for anyone that likes this video and thinks he is a genius watch this south park episode if you have Hulu or google south park, the kids make a book . this will make you seem like an idiot (ONLY FOR ADULTS) THE EPISODE IS THE TALE OF SCROOTIE MCBOUGERBALLS. IT MAY SOUND STUPID BUT WATCH THE FULL THING I SWEAR IT IS A WORK OF ART. www.hulu.com/watch/e6b35b53-9a85-42aa-bea5-47391a06a930

@akshatavasthi2861

3 жыл бұрын

Hey guys! I'm relatively new to sharing my poetry to public. It'll be of much help if you check out my poetry @abstracctttt on IG. Have a nice day.

Poetry is an ancient tool for helping people understand their experiences of life. It also allows them to view experiences they might not have experieced and gain more empathy with the experience. It is a cultural thing passed on from generation to generation. From my own experience poetry is cathartic and helps us process grief, loss and adversity. Finally it suffuses our lives with emotion with having feelings about what we experience or read, in the case of poetry. In a time of over emphasis on science, technology & business poetry is that balance that provides pause for reflection, for thinking about our society, about our technology, about everyday issues like poverty, depression and social media technology, and urban over population and social isolation. Poetry allows us to go beyond our everday at times mundane human existences.

@nagratna793

6 жыл бұрын

Poetry - Modern Times: Urban Realities & Arts truely from an era of 18th romanticism..poetry also served as allegory or satire through use of elevated language Poetry actually don't need very disciplined diction but it need modesty consciousness and loaftiness to make readers just get engaged with poet's imagination

@garebear77

2 ай бұрын

poetry is art. art needs no justification or utility. art is to be beautiful, or harrowing, or sad, or grotesque and a reflection. but giving it political or moral value is to defile poetry and art in general.

Poetry is one of the great unifying forces. It comes out of every culture and is much older than written language. The ritual of writing, reading, and listening to verse symbolically connects all human cultures throughout history, and can put the individual in touch with this history.

@flyingtoaster1427

Жыл бұрын

That is an honest-to-god crazy thought..! Robert Bly was denied the poet laureate title for his entire life!!! Oh so f bad America!!

My English teacher showed this to me a year ago. I occasionally come back. I love the way he explains the Garden. Poetry is a terribly unappreciated art form

@lululestat

Жыл бұрын

Agreed ❤️

@philcu2406

10 ай бұрын

But by creating one…stamps that I existed and passed by…I could have been a beauty or dust from someone’s eyes . . . ?!

Brilliant talk! I wish more people would sit down with a William Blake collection, or whatever, and see the beauty and importance of poetry. We are spoiled by the plethora of musical poetry and other art forms. I pray we keep this beautiful art alive!

@awako-oj4gr

10 жыл бұрын

hi there, check some of my work.

@LeMotMista

8 жыл бұрын

+Shawn White «I pray we keep this beautiful art alive!» …Me too, Shawn. Question is, How? I like Ezra Pound's answer: MAKE IT NEW.

@Yarblocosifilitico

8 жыл бұрын

"Some are born to endless night" ;)

@flyingtoaster1427

Жыл бұрын

and if your prayers are answered what do you get!!! i think Ferlinghetti asked that.

I love how he said all the abysmally deep points he discovered throughout his life of studying and indulging in poetry, and he just abruptly ends the whole thing with a quick "thanks!" I loved it though prepared for him to elaborate for several hours more!

@hurmaeht3250

4 жыл бұрын

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Poetry is music from people who can't write music. Said a would-be musician somewhere on the Internet. Do not fret. Music is poetry from people who can't write poetry. That too is true-and false. Who dismisses one art cannot fully embrace another. For they are all intertwined. Like lovers.

@nightowl2401

8 жыл бұрын

Nice one. Allthought the sad reality is that there will always be ignorant people with fast judgemental behaviour.

@alwaysuseless

8 жыл бұрын

Night Owl True.

@Marina-qt9eq

7 жыл бұрын

Beautiful

@AnnasNailArtBeautyTravel

6 жыл бұрын

This is pure garbage. This fool of a non-man is wrong about everything. He muddles the soul of real poetry with his disgusting words and hurts the ones that need poetry the most. He needs to shut the eff up and crawl back under the caveman rock he came from. If you want to see real poetry Google "Josef Wolff Poetry" and you will see heavly poems and truth. Not this bullshit lies.

@changzou3363

5 жыл бұрын

Song is from people who can write both.

Rhythmic pattern, tone, and emphasis is awesome. Simple terms: Pauses, speed, repeats - love it. Genius.

I've never really tried to read much poetry or get into reading it. But you know what? I might just give it more of a try after this. Thanks Stephen, amazing talk :)

@marxjov4558

9 жыл бұрын

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@dillonlewis6450

4 жыл бұрын

Poetrysoup.com/me/mrmojorisin

@lululestat

Жыл бұрын

Edgar Allen Poe and Shakespeare are two of my favorites 💌

@user-hn2li1cf6c

11 ай бұрын

wooo

There are a lot of people who reject poetry. I used to be like that I think (not so long ago)... But I can't take them seriously anymore. When they read a poem these people realize the emptiness inside themselves... they don't feel anything when they read it (and that's okay, at first) so they blame the poem for being empty/worthless/a waste of time (or poetry in general)... But once you got past that introspective disappointment, once you realize that poetry is not necessarily "love at first sight" like people want you to believe it is, but that it's a love that needs to be nurtured... then you can start enjoying poetry, focus on the poem instead of your little Ego and the emotions you expect the product to deliver. At least that's how I changed. Poems shape your experience in a profound way, it is "useful" in that sense, although that word makes me want to vomit when I taste it in the mouths of people debating about poetry. But what can we do ? "Usefulness" became our God. Poetry could help us get out of that situation, but there's a very potent vicious circle going on. I think poetry needs people. The evidence is in the silly comments posted below this video. People feel smart when they criticize poetry because poetry is usually seen as "smart" ( meaning "too smart for you", it's intimidating ). I want poetry to become cool. I want people to stop putting their serious faces on when we talk about poetry and say that "it's interesting" or "it's boring". No. "This is beautiful" or "I don't get this particular poem" will suffice.

@niclouds5292

9 жыл бұрын

TheCode52 I don't get your rhetoric. A more ambiguous chunk of text i have never come across in poetry. While it seems you have an inkling of what poetry is, i think you need to learn more or less of what a poem is. This mini missive is a poem, albeit not a good one.

@TheCode52

9 жыл бұрын

Ni Clouds I was surprised to read the message you just answered. I don't remember writing that and I find it a little confusing and confused. I actually see your point.

@niclouds5292

9 жыл бұрын

TheCode52 Sweet, you just made me a very happy boy. Thanks mate.

@jaek7595

4 жыл бұрын

s i l l y c o m m e n t s p e o p l e f e e l s m a r t t h e y t h e m

Enjoyed your poems. And your unique word choices enhanced the poems emotional impact and kept me engaged throughout. I’m a poet specializing in Japanese forms: haiku, tanka, haibun, kyoka, senryu. I hope you don’t mind me sharing a tanka and my haiku, a tribute poem to Bashō’s frog with commentary by the late AHA founder and poet Jane Reichhold who considered my Basho haiku among her top 10 haiku of all time. What an honor. Here’s the Bashō poem and commentary: Bashō’s frog four hundred years of ripples At first the idea of picking only 10 of my favorite haiku seemed a rather daunting task. How could I review all the haiku I have read in my life and decide that there were only 10 that were outstanding? Then realized I was already getting a steady stream of excellent haiku day by day through the AHA forum. The puns and write-offs based on Basho's most famous haiku are so numerous I would have said that nothing new could be said with this method, but here Al Fogel proved me wrong. Perhaps part of my delight in this haiku lies in the fact that I agree with him. Here he is saying one thing about realism-ripples are on a pond after a frog jumps in, but because it refers back to Basho and his famous haiku, he is also saying something about the haiku and authors who have followed him. We, and our work, are just ripples while Basho holds the honor of inventing the idea of the sound of a frog leaping is the sound of water As haiku spreads around the world, making ripples in more and larger ponds, its ripples are wider-including us all. But his last word reminds us all that we are ripples and our lives ephemeral. It will be the frogs that will remain. ~~ And my tanka: returning home from a Jackson Pollock exhibition I smear my face with paint and morph into art ~~ -All love in isolation from Miami Beach, Florida, Al

Poetry is simply an extension of day to day speech. Not appreciating poetry is like owning a car and only ever driving it in first gear.

@namelastname8569

10 жыл бұрын

That's a dope way to look at it

@awako-oj4gr

10 жыл бұрын

love your definition of poetry.. : an extention of day to day speech. check some of my work out

@aimlessdisquiet7665

8 жыл бұрын

+Ian P Haha! Well put.

@NROS2012

6 жыл бұрын

Perhaps. But to modify your motor vehicle analogy a little: I think being told that you have to learn poetry is like being told you should learn to drive an 18-wheeler semi for doing the grocery shopping when you already have a perfectly good Ford estate on the drive. Sure, it has a greater capacity - but it's not essential, it's harder to use, can be very wasteful and impractical in most everyday situations and you can live a perfectly happy life without it.

@jenniferthibodeau1379

5 жыл бұрын

@@NROS2012 There's a difference between "learning" poetry and "reading" it. Until one recognizes the difference between those two things, one will continue to think that poetry is "not essential" and "harder" and "wasteful." Because in truth, poetry is the complete opposite of "wasteful"; to read it for pleasure is the complete opposite of "harder," and to read it for emotion is hardly "not essential." (One should try to listen to their favorite song without the lyrics...)

Poetry, art and music all seem to live within a place that's between emotion and structure. These medias touch us so much I think because that place between logic and feeling is I think where we most naturally live, and where we feel most alive.

@tommykochavy7653

4 жыл бұрын

for anyone that likes this video and thinks he is a genius watch this south park episode if you have Hulu or google south park, the kids make a book . this will make you seem like an idiot (ONLY FOR ADULTS) THE EPISODE IS THE TALE OF SCROOTIE MCBOUGERBALLS. IT MAY SOUND STUPID BUT WATCH THE FULL THING I SWEAR IT IS A WORK OF ART. www.hulu.com/watch/e6b35b53-9a85-42aa-bea5-47391a06a930

@hurmaeht3250

4 жыл бұрын

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soooo beautiful I know this feeling of reading a poem It's like reading yourself. I love poetry so much and thnx for this amazing speech

I do love poetry! It records my life...oooh love the line "the stuff of life to knit me..."

We Are ONE I reminisced of a time long ago when I was only twenty years old. I was studying English 101 at the University Of British Columbia in the summer of Eighty-Four. It was at a summer session because I had failed English 101 two years before. A failure due more to my citizenship in a different realm than to the failings of my intellect, aptitude, or the magnanimity of my core. “You have such a poignant and evocative writing style,” wrote my teacher on the short story I had submitted the week before. I had written about a lonely sojourn on a desolate beach in the pregnant moment, When sunset injures day's abandon and grants night the freedom to roam. I had written about the mighty North Shore mountains, Hoary with age and reverberating with an energy ineffable to the mind, But savoured by the soul. I remembered how exhausting of mind, but above all of the soul, writing that short-story had been. I tried to reveal my spirit bare and exposed. I tried to destroy the ramparts and blow open the heavy gates shielding my secretive core. But through my exhausting efforts, I had only succeeded in weakening the facade between me and the world, Usually held at arm's length, But through my story then, only slightly nearer yet still remote. There is an essence within everyone hidden in a chamber far beneath the veneer that encrusts our core. We seldom allow it expression beyond just its fractured shadows dancing on an external wall. But if we all dig deep and reach into this secretive chamber, We will, to our astonishment, discover we are all reaching into the same chamber, Not a separate one for each within the all. And then we will grasp each other's same-hand. We all share the same soul. I knew that in the novel of my compulsion I would have to expose this chamber, Ramparts and heavy gates destroyed once and for all. And my novel would then cry out from this collective chamber, And speak for my left and for my right with one voice for all. It would be the ineffable ground of being reaching out to humanity from the navel of Creation, Proclaiming the dawn of a Third Age. It would announce the sunset of the Second Age before this coming dawn. A moment pregnant with change that will forever be remembered in the annals of the Civilization of Man. It would herald a paradigm shift far greater than the Renaissance, Not just an age of reason, but of reason and divinity intertwined as an inseparable whole. I envision the Third Age to be promoting the two primordial dancers, The abstract magical and the other its complementary whole. To engage in the Dance and thence unshard into the Eternal Garden from whence we all came forth. They are in Eternity entwined but sharded into the realms of space and time. They are shards of the divine. Would composing such a novel be an arduous journey, Exhausting my body and above all my core? Would I be as a drowning man, Gasping for breath, Kicking and screaming while with futility grasping for shore? But would every paragraph and page exhaust me, Yet also leave me yearning for more? It would, I am sure. This arduous compulsion will also uplift and invigorate me with waves of catharsis and frisson. And I pray dearly for the same in my reader, of soul-piercing joy. If I fail to evoke the same in my audience then I would have failed to breach the ramparts and the gates shielding my innermost chamber, Our collective soul. Only within this innermost shared sanctum can I truly touch someone's soul. And by touching one, I will be touching them all.

Timeless simplicity

Great talk! His ideas really emphasize the importance of poetry for everyday people and make the viewer excited to read poetry!

@hurmaeht3250

4 жыл бұрын

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I am a deep lover of poetry and completely depend on it. The man is completely right! I actually wrote a poem as I watched this video and am very pleased with the results:)

Your tutorial is very useful for developing a culture of writing poetry

Why this great and important talk doesn't have millions of views?!

what is the difference from TedX, TED and Ted-ed?

The song with measured beat and catching rhyme Shall be remembered for a longer time.

He has so much passion within him. I like him.

sir ur words filled this young poetess full of positive vibes!! lots of love frm india

He's got a great heart!

Steve Burt gave a talk not long ago where he said not to read poetry, but to read poems. This is relevant to how one can avoid hating on poetry.

Do 1.25 speed. Thank me later.

His book Close Calls with Nonsense has me writing (albeit bad) poetry again. Stephen thank you.

I love his love for poetry.

@hurmaeht3250

4 жыл бұрын

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This was a wonderful talk

We need poetry! It is so overlooked.

Poetry: "The emperor has no clothes."

9:01-10:46 is golden!

Very cool stuff. Great presentation!

@tommykochavy7653

4 жыл бұрын

for anyone that likes this video and thinks he is a genius watch this south park episode if you have Hulu or google south park, the kids make a book . this will make you seem like an idiot (ONLY FOR ADULTS) THE EPISODE IS THE TALE OF SCROOTIE MCBOUGERBALLS. IT MAY SOUND STUPID BUT WATCH THE FULL THING I SWEAR IT IS A WORK OF ART. www.hulu.com/watch/e6b35b53-9a85-42aa-bea5-47391a06a930

i love his examples. rae armantrout is one of my favorites! yay language poetry.

For some, poetry is claimed to be the rhythm of the tongue, Truly it is the rhythm of a thirsty heart. For some, it is a structure for the mind, But in fact, it gives structure for the soul. A Dungan is built. cells are lined within the mind. Barred walls stretch from floor to ceiling. From each cell, a keyhole looks round. Thoughts, feelings, and expressions are kept captive. captured. Poetry is the key in which unlocks the locked doors. Thoughts, emotions, and expressions rush out like a flood. liberty at last! Freedom. It is not merely rhythmic words spewed from the lips of man, But rather it is the key to unlock cells within the Dungan. Now, the heart can beat, The mind is content And the soul can rest

Live life and create meaning in the life you live.

@hurmaeht3250

4 жыл бұрын

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Poetry to console us, to sustain us and to interpret life for us!

Thank you Stephen Burt

BRAVO!!!!! Great workshop !!!!

Refreshing

Sometimes,poetry make me fell beauty of life and mind.

he reminds me of my lecturer that made me fall in love to poetry...

I love how he emphasized all his words and persuaded me to commit mass poem creation ❤❤😂😂😮😮🎉😅😅😅😅😂😅😮😮🎉😅😅😊😊😊😊

Poems are physical expressions, of spiritual experiences. Poems are words, that convey the emotional reality, of the conversation one has had with the Universe. A poet is more than a wordsmith, the poet is natures original scribe. The poet expresses in the elegance of rythm and ryme the emotional state of the human race. All words represent a reality, so therefore, all words are poems. So if all words are poetry in themselves, representing the idea/reality it is trying to convey, then all those who use language are poets. We all use our words to explain that which is both seen and unseen. And that is the poets role. To reveal both the visible and invisible, through the beautiful medium of language. All men are poets, some are just to lazy to find the language to express their message.

It's a good way to learn and use new vocabs.

It's disheartening to me to see so many people commenting that they don't need poetry or to analyze poetry or have supplemented poetry with another art form. Poetry captures all of our most shared, private longings that make us human. Which is what all art tries to do on some level. Just because other forms of art may do that don't discount the power of pure language that only poetry can bring. And that power of language, although beautiful and meaningful on the surface, unravels and emerges as much more moving when analyzed.

It is barbaric to know nothing about poetry. It is more than a tradition, it is a part of our collective unconscious. It is also ridiculous to say you don't enjoy ANY poetry. The human mind enjoys speech, and it enjoys rhythm. When you put rhythm into speech, you get poetry, and the mind responds to it.

@danceagain9223

9 жыл бұрын

Agreed!

@River_StGrey

9 жыл бұрын

+ivan kacso Calling people barbaric for not knowing a form of beauty is an utterly efficient way of ensuring they won't want to.

@WonderTuff

9 жыл бұрын

***** I am just saying it the way it is. Learning nothing about something so central to human creation and having no intention to learn nothing is very barbaric.

@WonderTuff

9 жыл бұрын

***** I never said that. Obviously some people are just down on their luck and don't have a lot of time to experience the joys of some of the higher things in life because they are too busy being exhausted from work. Tons of well off people my own age (17-18) make no effort to learn about their world, their culture, or their heritage and that is truly infuriating.

@poesho

8 жыл бұрын

+qwerasdzxcqweasdzxc q It is not barbaric to know nothing about poetry; it is a shame not to. It is not ridiculous to say you don't enjoy any poetry; it is misinformed or misguided. Two of the biggest barriers to a greater public appreciation of poetry in the modern era are poor teaching and the perception that poetry is an elitist luxury. Instead of berating people that have not yet come to appreciate poetry, help people find the poetry that may speak to them and leave the snarky superior language at the door.

Poetry words and poetry imagines!

Lots of people quick to judge the entire medium of poetry! Just because you don't "get it" doesn't mean that piece of art is bad. Appreciating art means trying to understand. Poetry is the ultimate portal of philosophy and emotion.

And then people start looking up lyrics to 21 Pilots song "Car Radio"

One Gear...Go!

im telling you that poems are like riddles, archetypes of the mind and the symbology behind our own perception. if the autor is enlightened it can awake you , only if you are of those who know where to look, otherwise you just read them and feel the emptiness, it seems about right because only the true hearted soul enters heaven. and yes heaven is on earth and it begins with the word, thats all we know hidden in maya.

Long in gloom I sat with her, crying, wailing my heart and soul. For doom beat me to her - the beautiful, Elliva Tor - then I felt a hole, deep in my heart and soul. And as I cradled her humiliated corpse, thinking what horrors befell her, suddenly, I felt an ominous presence sneaking, its fowl stench creeping. Then my heart and soul started sinking and then I started thinking, what creature is this creaking, and what for does it loom before me and Elliva Tor? “No creature,” it said. “Crinus the Mor.” “Crinus the Mor?” I repeated. “Of terrible yore?” And then Crinus said, “Yes, you know me sure.” “Why, of course,” I said. “I have read your lore.” “Oh…then you must know the horrors that I bore.” “Yes…and still bear,” I snapped. As he chuckled and clapped. “And do you think I have come to ensnare?” “Or perhaps I have simply stumbled upon your lair?” “In witness of your dead friend…aww, so unfair.” “Do not mock my friend.” “It is not my intention to offend - only my hand I wish to lend.” As I turned, I discerned. Thick heavy rustling robes of rotten meat and flesh, fresh in my eyes now shot with threat. As I stared with regret at his grotesque rotting skull-like face. My fearful heart risking it all at its fastest pace. His eyes like red moons glaring, transfixing me. And now, in all this red terror, my deepest wish is to be free. And then Crinus said, “A deal I offer thee.” Then I thought, what deal hath he? Then Crinus said, “Your word, for the kingdom of darkness.” “My word, for the kingdom of darkness, where all lies heartless, surely you know I won’t accept such madness.” “In darkness and madness, I promise gladness.” “Never can my word remove this sadness.” “Forever, your word, will bring you solace, for the kingdom of darkness, for horror, for terror, for evil, for I, Crinus the Mor, shall avenge my greatest enemy, the most beautiful, most kindest, altruist, Elliva Tor.” And as I thought long and hard about his offer while he displayed infinite patience in total darkness, eventually, I gave my answer - or should I say, my word. “With the death of Elliva Tor, the kingdom of darkness has already risen. I demand that you remove the mask from the world, this lie of light. I demand you convince the world how ugly sin has made it. I demand that at men’s despair, you reject forgiveness, you reject mercy. I give you my word. In the name of Elliva Tor, purge.” And then Crinus placed his branch-like hand into his vile mouth, and pulled from the black abyss of his throat, a creature, so small in between his finger and thumb, so black, making such feeble unintelligible noises, flailing its many arms and legs. “What is that ghastly thing?” I asked. “A seed…and once planted, it will sing.” “Sing? A song…but what will it bring?” “Why…the kingdom of darkness, of course, and a new king.” Then he placed this tiny restless creature on Elliva’s ghostly chest, and then it started eating through her breast, burrowing deep inside. Then, as Elliva’s corpse started convulsing, there was a harrowing scream. What have I done, I thought. It seemed as if the world was about to end, if not now, then certainly soon. The ground shook violently. The light died, its best it tried. Darkness consuming all. Then…the darkness gave form - from Elliva, come - the kingdom of infinite horrors.

@RJ-nr8lh

4 жыл бұрын

I have to ask, what is this?

Where can i reach to Mr.Burt?

Poetry is not only imagination but also reality it just depends upon man how he perceives it's core meaning

@hurmaeht3250

4 жыл бұрын

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Poetry is expression of feelings

@hurmaeht3250

4 жыл бұрын

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We certainly do.

When I saw this in my Sub box, I read: "Why people need to Party" o.o

@andresd3104

5 жыл бұрын

simple answer: because we need to nUuUuUt

Poetry means a separate and tremendous world 🦸‍♂️. I like Poetry writers ♥.

Excellent ❤️❤️❤️❤️👍👍👍👍

Understood 😊

He sounds like Tony Robinson.... "Live with PASSion!!!", lol.

Poetry is something we have through out generations, it might not be *useful* but again, not everything have to be useful to kept, not being useful to left, poetry Is a tradition, it's something brings a child outside of us within, it would be a huge loss of human cultural to abandon poetry.

;( Stephanie Burt is brilliant

Poetry heaves from the mouths of every man, It steams from the mouths of children, It soars from mothers, and aunts in living rooms. It oozes from greasy fish stained docks on the sea Poetry sets the night ablaze It warms the bedroom and crowds the street It runs on sidewalks in sheets to cracks in the earth It's glowing embers in the Smithy's forge It flows in merging rivers to the cosmos. High above in the stratosphere it lies in wait. It suspends us there standing in an icy stream Weightless, void, sunlit, cold squeaking as we walk. Look no further for words my children Don't probe in the compost of lost ideas No climbing to temples of harsh solitude Neither shall ye be silenced by dullness It is only to speak, and find some comprehension No matter how dim, or faint in the breeze. There it lurks intruding breaking new ground On the last day of man's existence we will hear it still. @ C. Peter Mullen, by permission.

I prefer a little more clarity.

Wow

that first poem is creation.. beautiful indeed

Not waving; but drowning!

Poen do help us to overcome from our depressed mood. it'll make us happy, It 'll get our mind away from this world...... it's similar like music........

as the garden is of the word = creation

If I had one wish, It would be to have the same understanding of poetry as Stephen does.

@Blurns

10 жыл бұрын

What a waste of a wish.

@SteveFennelly

10 жыл бұрын

Blurns You're the type of guy to wish for more wishes I'd say.

@Blurns

10 жыл бұрын

Steve Fennelly If not, more bottles with genies in them.

@niclouds5292

9 жыл бұрын

Steve Fennelly Stephen Fry Or this guy My oh my Your wishful spirit is shy

@noobslayeru

8 жыл бұрын

Poetry is useless.

Los artistas trabajan en su papel el teatro y cine, los cantantes cantan lo que han creado y si la mùsica es bella fluye como el agua en el mar y dentro de ella esta la POESIA DEL MUNDO DEL SER HUMANO.**¡¡**

the guy is very broad about his topic of poetry to the point of giving more credit than a poem merits. also, what's with the glitter nail polish?

Am I the only one who hears the spoken word-like delivery of this talk?

@stigcc

10 жыл бұрын

Me too, Great stuff

I'm a poet myself, and a writer (I published my first book recently - which has poems) - and I can attest that without poetry, my life would be dull. BTW - the title of the book is: The Story Of MrSir (Word For The Record) by Mpho Matlhabegoane. It's also available on Amazon. 😊

This beats all ! -- a TED Talk on poetry !! and the john ciardi is never mentioned. The guy who influenced everyone after.

great, for that very reason, I tried to set to music the words of Emily Dickinson. Poetry is a time machine, just a puff on the dust

@hurmaeht3250

4 жыл бұрын

kzread.info/dash/bejne/i6qB3JqjnrfIppc.html&feature=share&fbclid=IwAR2awrT2I6wuCZ1a6v9HKQNq53azSSEOks_OE_38y8aJ2AAuwl2gQOXaYes Poetry is my life. Do take a look at this, please!

brilliant presentation

@velvetmadoka5578

9 жыл бұрын

Blaze24kb I know,right?

That was the longest spoken word performance ever witnessed 😅 all kidding aside, the presentation was somewhat poetic in and of itself.

@hurmaeht3250

4 жыл бұрын

kzread.info/dash/bejne/i6qB3JqjnrfIppc.html&feature=share&fbclid=IwAR2awrT2I6wuCZ1a6v9HKQNq53azSSEOks_OE_38y8aJ2AAuwl2gQOXaYes Poetry is my life. Do take a look at this, please!

📙💯

Ive read poetry from diverse poeta but i dont seem attached emotionally to any . Does poetry really have to engage the emotional aspect of some person in order to understand it? What am i missing to understanding poetry? Why does poetry need to direct itself to the emotional aspect of a human?

@apamallard

8 жыл бұрын

I think good poems should engage you; make you sad, joyful, reflective or angry. It's worth appreciating that not all poems are puzzles to be unlocked, but can be consumed as they are, just for the pleasure of the images and words. I'm sure there's a poet out there who's writing poems that will connect with you, perhaps you just haven't found them yet? Good luck!

poetry is linked to music, we evolved to like and use music in our societies. Problem solved.

@DeadRiverProductions

10 жыл бұрын

that didnt solve anything, why do we like music? that's a harder question to answer than why we need poetry. Why do we have a very deep rooted link to music?

@melexdy

10 жыл бұрын

***** To communicate with the rest of the social group, we have some ways including speech and body language. We need to express our selfs in order to communicate or better interact with the rest of the group. One way of expressing our selfs is music. We make and listen to it and that was the case since the beggining of our species. We evolved with music and it became a feature of our kind. Studies show that the learning ability is connected to music. We learn easier something that has rythm or melody or any other treat of music. So we can safely say that music is part of our social life, it makes us feel sentiments and its very hard to dislike it since it has almost become an instict of us. I expected to hear some of this in this lecture btw...

@GodDamnit7711

10 жыл бұрын

***** I think the easiest explication is, we like music because it evokes emotions that are inline with our unique self, and when the music is, "good" it does so in a very resonating way. Without feeling/emotions, music would be... unremarkable.

@Zaete0chan

10 жыл бұрын

***** Dan Dennett was working on an evolutionary theory of why humans make music. He viewed it as an accidental evolutionary byproduct of numerous other things. But really, we still don't know 100% why humans understand and take joy in rhythm.

@Zaete0chan

10 жыл бұрын

rurounisld Yes, we use music to express ourselves and communicate, but this isn't an explanation of why it exists. You just expressed a by-product of it. From an evolutionary standpoint, it makes no sense that the human body would actively try to create something as complicated (but not essential) as music as an emotional outlet.

Check out Rumi..good stuff. also check "Poem by rumi . . . Reading by Madonna. . . for you . also Rumi ~ A Gift of Love ... Demi Moore .

@hurmaeht3250

4 жыл бұрын

kzread.info/dash/bejne/i6qB3JqjnrfIppc.html&feature=share&fbclid=IwAR2awrT2I6wuCZ1a6v9HKQNq53azSSEOks_OE_38y8aJ2AAuwl2gQOXaYes Poetry is my life. Do take a look at this, please!

Casi lloro :'D

Perhaps, that is why I drive a 5 speed.

Stephen Burt: Why people need poetry

Good discussion. Not smart video editing at the end though, camera should have stayed with the written poem.

@TheCode52

10 жыл бұрын

I thought the same thing at first. But it forces you to listen instead of reading the poem. Which is not a bad idea.

her name is stephanie now!

"The Garden" sounds like Death Grips lyrics.

@eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeo

4 жыл бұрын

YUH

Anyone else here from Yoakum's class?

For me " poet is a philosopher with rhymes " ...

Sire…sire…please don’t call me a liar, for I swear I have not destroyed your pen outside of this beautiful empire. I am your lord, Avoris, and the truth of my pen, I aspire. But please, my lord, my ruler, my sire, I do not know; I swear I do not know where your pen is, for I am no liar. Liar, liar, but your clever lies, I do admire, but the truth of your treachery I solely desire. But what truth can I offer, if I am no liar? Why, your soul, entire. My soul entire? For the truth you require? How my soul, do you expect to acquire? Why, gods, rulers, miracles are my attire, and so your soul, with divine fire, I will tire; your soul, in you, the liar, and I will witness your soul retire. Please, my sire, spare me this grief, for I would never provoke your ire. I know it is you, Avoris, my squire, who stole my pen for your own desire, you stole it from me when we past that spire, for it was your wish, against me, to conspire. My lord, my sovereign, my sire, I swear I did not take the pen, I couldn’t have…please believe that I am no liar. I do care for you, my squire, but I do not believe that you are no liar; I see your lies lifting you higher, higher, with your mind on fire, into my wrath, entire. I see your soul, so dire, surrounded by my divine slaves: the gods, the miracles, all disguised as my attire…Avoris, let the truth transpire, save your soul, and for once…be no liar. Okay…it was me who stole your pen, but I did not destroy it in divine fire, I couldn’t, I wanted to but I couldn’t because I lost it prior. I know, Avoris, I know you did not destroy my pen, for I already have it back. It came back to me, Avoris, and it told me everything. And that is how I knew you were a liar, and now I shall take your soul, and watch it burn in divine fire.

each life will eventually turn to thunder now purpose is torn in a storm, tears will rain from the sky of your brain just a vast empty pain of cloudy cerebral veins, such demise disguised as lies waving in tides that oceans our eyes, with subtle ease we breathe always ending in breeze blowing all wind nobody can see except for dancing hypnotic green trees, just forever grammatical all storms concede with a horizon most dramatical a smile now freed...

Poetry is the highest form of language art; just like opera is the highest form of music. They are good for readers and audience only if they are educated enough to understand them!

*Shakes hand*

‏سارے فیصلے تم نے خود ھی کر ڈالے ..زندگی.. زرا مجھ سے بهی پوچھ لیا ھوتا کیسے جینا تها ؟ کتنا جینا تها؟ جینا تها بهی یا نہیں ..