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No Reverberating Crunch

I think form in poetry (in all sorts of writing) is akin to math: without meaning until we are talking the likes of apples and oranges; buildings and their elucidating inhabitants: what goes into, and then comes from our hearts – minds that dream... The crux of any communication is what is being said, how it is being said~and whether the discourse is perceived alive or sterile – I do not want my works to have the equivalency of genetically modified seed, producing one crop, going no further than one mouth; adding no reverberating crunch to the ear of humanity~myself preferring cremation to the dormancy of an embalmed grave....

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 2/27/2022 5:24:00 PM

Deep thoughts, Joe. And great stuff!! ~ Chuck Barris and the Unknown Comic

Joe Dimino
Date: 3/1/2022 6:02:00 AM

Thank you, Gershon; he certainly was a complex, interesting man.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 2/25/2022 11:57:00 AM

Cremation is interesting as there is no grave to pretend with, to lay flowers on, the obvious missing of a body. With a grave you see the body in your mind’s eye. If you are saying what I think you are saying that it is a collaboration of minds and thoughts. Often others add to my ideas and I love it!

Joe Dimino
Date: 2/25/2022 4:07:00 PM

Hi Kim; if you prefer a grave and marker, for flowers and prayer, that is fine with me. These are personal, religious beliefs, etc.. My wish is to be cremated. You are right-on, in my opinion, with your comment~giving to the world, sharing, and hopefully, doing something that others can build upon, or be inspired by. Thank you my friend!

Geoffrey Brewer

Date: 2/24/2022 7:06:00 PM

Joe, I agree, and you make the point well: that the essence of poetry is the communication that it achieves from the heart of the poet to the reader; and yet - I find that the form used can enhance the communication and give a satisfaction (to me anyway). But then, I am often just a rhymer!

Joe Dimino
Date: 2/24/2022 8:21:00 PM

Hi Goeffrey; I'm not against form at all~especially sonnets. I still read the old masters -- I have a twelve volume set of the world's greatest poetry next to my bed. I especially like your writing, which I have often been delighted to honestly praise. I just think that what is being said (to my mind) should dictate form (voice), and not the converse. This approach seems to work best for me, for what I want to accomplish: There are several forms, voices, meters in each of my poems. Just trying to share my way with others. While composing using strictly delineated forms of poetry, perhaps some will read my work and be tempted to try my recklessness, deriving good results~better than my poems. It's not the end of the world if it doesn't work out. I think, even when writing of grief, strange as this may sound, one should still feel pleasure, satisfaction, cathartic release by being creative. To me~that sums up the spirit of poetry. The essence of why we write.

Swetha Vangaveti

Date: 2/24/2022 7:59:00 AM

"I do not want my works to have the equivalency of genetically modified seed, producing one crop, going no further than one mouth", stuck at these lines. Not everyone can put their thoughts into the right words to take them to the readers. Wonderfully penned!

Joe Dimino
Date: 2/24/2022 8:13:00 AM

Thank you, Swetha; your profound comment made my day. Blessings my friend!

Laura Leiser

Date: 2/23/2022 7:20:00 PM

Very interesting take on the subject of poetry, Joe. Love the conclusion in such a different direction at the end, i.e. cremation over embalming (!) Enjoyed the read!!

Joe Dimino
Date: 2/24/2022 7:11:00 AM

Thank you, Laura; so pleased you found this work interesting. I am a great believer in recycling, even of myself, but with quite a few upgrades:) Yep!~better to go up in smoke, put my essence back in play for others than lie around just taking up useful form and space.

Rose Willams

Date: 2/23/2022 7:51:00 AM

I love this poem it's so awesome

Joe Dimino
Date: 2/23/2022 10:16:00 AM

Thank you, Rose; have a beautiful day!

Jeff Kyser

Date: 2/23/2022 7:28:00 AM

It is almost magical: we see, process, compose, then others read, hear, and launch ideas and thoughts utterly different from the ones that led us to write. Nice, Joe!

Joe Dimino
Date: 2/23/2022 10:18:00 AM

Wow! You read this one perfectly. Thank you so much for seeing and highlighting all the nuances. Blessings my friend!