I'm not going to argue this point, as it's completely irrelevant to the argument. You may have used it right or you may have used it wrong; I don't care.



I have never ever heard anyone define poetry as someone listing their interests or favorites. Dictionary.com says that poetry is

Experiences conveyed? I can't find any. Ideas conveyed? I read that, and I get the idea that life is short and so you should spend it with people. I beg you, tell me the ideas that you get from this poem, so I can see its incredible value as clearly as you can.* And I don't consider it very vivid to write "Interests: Dance, Film, Graphic and Web Design, Languages, Travelling, Books, Art...and of course enjoy having some intimate and personal time with someone special!"

The part about sound and suggestive power and all of the rest is hard to define, so I would like to hear what you consider powerful and metaphorical about the rest of the poem.




I've never heard anything about people in Genesis not using prepositions, and I tried to look when you brought it up. Please do find that for me, because, in all actuality, if that were true, I would be very interested in that, but as I'm not able to find anything on that idea, I don't believe it. And I like the bit about how you talk about poetry and writing style, and then you write innovatived write. That is the single best example of ironing I've ever seen.

Adieu


*Here I'm saying that A is the case, where A is that this poem has incredible value, but actually I mean that A isn't the case.

Hey Stubborn Alexander!!!

I know Jim, and Josh, and Tim, Frank, and Rod, and Louisa, and Sally, and Fran, and Ken, and Stein, and Mack, and Peter, and John, and Tom, and Henry, and Gale.  Oh, and my entire family, and my co-workers, and my friends.



BOOYAH!!!

I know Frank too! It's not very likely that it's the same person, but let's compare. I know this guy, who's quite big, he's got red hair. A little inbred. I can't say I know him very well though, but I'm sure that his name is Frank.

I've talked to a guy called Peter once, too. But there are millions of people called Peter, I think we'd just embarge on a wild goose charge.

I know my family too. Very well, I might add. They're very pleasant.

Hey this is great!

So let's discuss this. How would you feel if, lets say, a member of your family were to become sick? I'm not threatening or anything, remember we live in different parts of the earth. Personally, I hate it when that happens. I can get depressed, obnoxious, even fatigued sometimes. But, on the brighter side of things, that's not about to happen in the near future. :-)

kafka didn't feel that his works should be published. "not finished", he said. "Not good enough".

And he was right.

FetidDingo,

Well that's using the argument to the extreme. But fine, be that way.


It's your way or the highway, eh?


How many roads must a man walk down.. Time to bring the flaminco into the modern world. So to speak.

Fantastic poem kyy!  High Five!

you do realize that posting a poem on allpoetry.com and getting comments like "You're PeOm TotLy RoXoRZ" does not make you a poet.

your dog doesn't count as a date

MOM?!?