Why do People Write Poetry?
What a boring subject, Poetry! I could never understand why anyone would like to write or read poetry. The idea of a person that has nothing to do but ponder on life's experiences of happiness, life, death or sorrow and put in to lyrics makes me feel that either that author has nothing better to do in life (flaky), maybe he/she is crazy or even a whiner. When I think of poetry, it reminds me of a satirical recording done in the early 70's by two comedians, Cheech and Chong, "The Big Bambu' ". In that recording a character, Sister Mary Elephant decided to recite a poem. As the good sister started off with the first verse, "The birds fly to the apple tree, the bumble bee kissed the flower tree", the class starts to fall asleep, with auditable snoring. Eventually, Sister Mary Elephant is annoyed by the snoring and yells, "Class, Class, Wake Up"!! That was classically humorous. What's really funny about poetry is that most people I spoke to have the same feeling about it. Their perception of poetry, as well as mine, is like listening to flowery words of love that its purpose is to bring warm fuzziness to the reader. However, since I am required to make an analysis of the different types and styl
Also, when famous jazz singer, Billie Holliday, read the poem, this reminded her of the factors that contributed to her father's death (Holliday's father died of pneumonia in 1937 after several segregated southern hospitals refused to treat him). However, it seems that a poet will seek out a specific audience to get their message across. The most interesting portion of researching this poem was that it also contained metaphors. es of poets, I will make an attempt to write about three poems and perhaps what motivated each author. The topic of this poem described victory (excellence) and sorrow. Now that I have thoroughly researched these poems, I have a bit more of an understanding why people read and write poems. This doesn't mean that I will go and hang out at the poetry coffee shop or snap my fingers of to the cool beatnik dude after he recites some meaningless poetry (I wonder if they still exist?). The poem describes the greatness and might in the tenth and eleventh verse, "My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!" If someone were to read this to themselves, one could only imagine that this "king of kings" was speaking loud and commanding voice. Since the author, Walt Whitman was overcome with the horrors that resulted from the American Civil War; he had volunteered to help the injured and dying. This picture of death was explained in terms of the horror and injustice. The most eerie words from this poem were from the two verses, the first was in the initial stanza, fourth verse, "Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees", and next was from the third stanza, fourth verse, and "Here is a strange and bitter crop". Meropol recalled later that the photograph haunted him for days and had to give these poor men justice. The initial poem I read and research was a poem that we read in class, "Strange Fruit", by Allan Lewis. He was motivated to write such a poem to point out that there was no real greatness in life. The topic of the next poem, "Ozymandias", by Percy Shelly gave the indication of a once greatness and might, but only to be reduced to near extinction.
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