Sensitive One

When we were young
when we were cool.
That pancake thick mask
made you look like a fool.

Got a stash in my mind
so I can get higher
than you'll ever be.

Pentagrams and cages
pretending to be
a slave of Thoth
you see.

I know you have courage
and you're a midget
just for me.
And he, he's the owl
and sees everything.

Disco salsa
a load of lumpy love
from a casualty
in the battles of love.

Under reconstruction
by the good grace of the King.
By his consent
you bestow on me
your magnanimous love.

Ghost of Cortez the Killer
a spontaneous Hitler.
The mystic ringed
an industrial collapse.

Like a rolling snowball
come feel my nature.
Let's come simultaneously
rebuked and accumulating karma.

It was a lot of fun
but just one of those things.
Sit around on Nebraska Street
and just stew.

Your ice cream from Venus
on my lips.
I must see you tonight
love me
I am the sensitive one.

-Will Dockery

----
From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html

Will Dockery wrote:
>
> Sensitive One

> When we were young
> when we were cool.
> That pancake thick mask
> made you look like a fool.

> Got a stash in my mind
> so I can get higher
> than you'll ever be.

> Pentagrams and cages
> pretending to be
> a slave of Thoth
> you see.

> I know you have courage
> and you're a midget
> just for me.
> And he, he's the owl
> and sees everything.

> Disco salsa
> a load of lumpy love
> from a casualty
> in the battles of love.

> Under reconstruction
> by the good grace of the King.
> By his consent
> you bestow on me
> your magnanimous love.

> Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> a spontaneous Hitler.
> The mystic ringed
> an industrial collapse.

> Like a rolling snowball
> come feel my nature.
> Let's come simultaneously
> rebuked and accumulating karma.

> It was a lot of fun
> but just one of those things.
> Sit around on Nebraska Street
> and just stew.

> Your ice cream from Venus
> on my lips.
> I must see you tonight
> love me
> I am the sensitive one.

> -Will Dockery

> ----
> From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html

Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...

>> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > ***********************
>> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s.[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
>> >> >> >
>> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
>> >> >> > *************************************************

***

On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> > Sensitive One
>
> > When we were young
> > when we were cool.
> > That pancake thick mask
> > made you look like a fool.
>
> > Got a stash in my mind
> > so I can get higher
> > than you'll ever be.
>
> > Pentagrams and cages
> > pretending to be
> > a slave of Thoth
> > you see.
>
> > I know you have courage
> > and you're a midget
> > just for me.
> > And he, he's the owl
> > and sees everything.
>
> > Disco salsa
> > a load of lumpy love
> > from a casualty
> > in the battles of love.
>
> > Under reconstruction
> > by the good grace of the King.
> > By his consent
> > you bestow on me
> > your magnanimous love.
>
> > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > The mystic ringed
> > an industrial collapse.
>
> > Like a rolling snowball
> > come feel my nature.
> > Let's come simultaneously
> > rebuked and accumulating karma.
>
> > It was a lot of fun
> > but just one of those things.
> > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > and just stew.
>
> > Your ice cream from Venus
> > on my lips.
> > I must see you tonight
> > love me
> > I am the sensitive one.
>
> > -Will Dockery
>
> > ----
> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
>
> >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> > ***********************
> >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s.[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W.. D.. Snodgrass.
> >> >> >> > *************************************************
>
> ***

Good call, Zod.

On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > Sensitive One
>
> > When we were young
> > when we were cool.
> > That pancake thick mask
> > made you look like a fool.
>
> > Got a stash in my mind
> > so I can get higher
> > than you'll ever be.
>
> > Pentagrams and cages
> > pretending to be
> > a slave of Thoth
> > you see.
>
> > I know you have courage
> > and you're a midget
> > just for me.
> > And he, he's the owl
> > and sees everything.
>
> > Disco salsa
> > a load of lumpy love
> > from a casualty
> > in the battles of love.
>
> > Under reconstruction
> > by the good grace of the King.
> > By his consent
> > you bestow on me
> > your magnanimous love.
>
> > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > The mystic ringed
> > an industrial collapse.
>
> > Like a rolling snowball
> > come feel my nature.
> > Let's come simultaneously
> > rebuked and accumulating karma.
>
> > It was a lot of fun
> > but just one of those things.
> > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > and just stew.
>
> > Your ice cream from Venus
> > on my lips.
> > I must see you tonight
> > love me
> > I am the sensitive one.
>
> > -Will Dockery
>
> > ----
> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
>
> >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> > ***********************
> >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s.[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W.. D.. Snodgrass.
> >> >> >> > *************************************************
>
> ***

Good call, Zod, and self-explanatory.

On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:37:28 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> Sensitive One
>
> When we were young
> when we were cool.

This is not a sentence. "When we were young" sets the time for the sentence. It lacks both a subject and a verb.
A sentence would be "When we were young, we were cool." The second "we" is the subject and "were" is the verb. Without a subject and a verb, you haven't got a sentence.

> That pancake thick mask
> made you look like a fool.

This appears to be the missing portion of the above-noted sentence fragment..

Again, I refer you to the General Rule of Thumb when writing poetry: check each line by writing it in sentence form.

"When we were young, that pancake thick mask made you look like a fool."

This is a sentence. The "mask" is the subject, and "made" is the verb.

We can expand this to the awkward: "When we were young (when we were cool), that pancake thick mask made you look like a fool." Why you saw fit to break this into one sentence and a fragment, is anybody's guess. Here's mine:

Wearing a "pancake thick mask" (whatever that is) has got nothing to do with youth or with being cool. As such, the two opening fragments don't apply to it -- so you chopped what would have been a nonsensical sentence into a sentence and a fragment.

More correctly, you were unable to complete your opening thought ("When we were young and cool we did...").

I suspect that much of the problem is caused by this "poem's" doing double duty as a song lyric -- thereby forcing it to have a loose meter and occasional rhymes.

I'm guessing that the person being addressed is a girl who wore too much makeup (the "pancake thick mask"). You can get away with such grammatical atrocities in a rock song, where the lyric is not the primary focus of the work -- music, mood, and performance are more important. However, when set in poem form, where the lyric has to stand by itself, it needs to be both grammatically correct and to express itself in a clear a manner as possible.

When I say that your writing is "unintelligible" I usually mean in the grammatical context.

(There are two ways in which writing can be "unintelligible." The first is in the surrealist poetry of Dental Rivers and PJR, where the meaning has been intentionally obscured to such a point that no one can make any sense out of it. The second is in cases like the above, where the general idea comes across, but the actual "sentences" are so riddled with errors that they cannot be read *literally.*)

In a rock song lyric, sentence fragments, poorly defined concepts, non-linear narrative, etc., are acceptable. In a poem, they are not. If you want to publish your song lyrics as poetry, you need to rewrite them in a grammatically correct manner, wherein the *literal* meaning of the words clearly express the idea you're trying to convey.

Otherwise, publish them *as* song lyrics. Song lyrics are a minor form of poetry, where (and this is important) the grammatical requirements are less exacting.

> Got a stash in my mind
> so I can get higher
> than you'll ever be.

Technically, this should begin with a *subject.* E.g., "I've got a stash....".

Because poetry is a *written word* form the rules of grammar necessarily apply.

In this case, we can make an allowance for this, on the pretense that the speaker is doing so in the vernacular.
> Pentagrams and cages
> pretending to be
> a slave of Thoth
> you see.

"You see" serves not purpose other than to force a rhyme off of "to be." The end result is what I refer to as "sing-song" -- a rhyme so forced that it's embarrassing to read, much less to have written.

At this point, the narrative (such as it is) has lost any semblance of progression or direction. When you were young and cool, someone wore too much makeup that made her (or him) look foolish; you did a *lot* of drugs; and locked yourselves in cages pretending to be slaves of Thoth.

From a grammatical standpoint, you're saying that the pentagrams and cages were pretending to be slaves of Thoth. Again, I can figure out what you mean: You drew/wore pentagrams and locked yourselves in cages, pretending to be slaves of Thoth. But this doesn't change the fact that it's grammatically unintelligible (cages can't pretend to be slaves).

> I know you have courage
> and you're a midget
> just for me.
> And he, he's the owl
> and sees everything.

Again, the narrative is virtually nonexistent. What courage does the person being addressed show? How does one become a midget for someone else (as an expression of love)? And where did the mysterious, owllike "he" come from?

This reads like some random thoughts you would have scribbled after having watched an episode of Twin Peaks while stoned out of your mind.

At this point, your poem has become unintelligible in the sense of narrative/content as well as grammatically.

> Disco salsa
> a load of lumpy love
> from a casualty
> in the battles of love.

Disco salsa (whatever that is) is a load of lumpy love (whatever that is)?

I sincerely doubt that anyone (General Zod excepted) is still reading you poem at this point. It grammatically incompetent, doesn't make a lick of sense, and reads like the incoherent ramblings of a drug-addled mind. Who would read this sort of stuff?

> Under reconstruction
> by the good grace of the King.

*What* is under reconstruction? You cannot have a sentence without a subject.

> By his consent
> you bestow on me
> your magnanimous love.

*With* his consent.

What is "magnanimous love"? Who speaks that way?

> Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> a spontaneous Hitler.

This is not a sentence, as it lacks a verb.

Who is "Cortez the Killer"? What is his ghost doing turning up in the middle of the speaker's drug trip?

> The mystic ringed
> an industrial collapse.

This is not a sentence, as it lacks both a subject and a verb. The two lines don't even appear to be related. What does "mystic ringed" mean? It doesn't even suggest anything to me. What industry collapsed? Is this a pretentious way of saying that the mill shut down? (Not that anyone reading this poem would know that you once worked in a mill.)

I suppose this would still work as a song lyric, as it is only a little more nonsensical than some of Jim Morrison's drug-fueled ravings in "The End." It does not, however, work as a poem.
> Like a rolling snowball
> come feel my nature.

How does a rolling snowball feel your nature (whatever that means)?

I don't know what you were trying to express here, but you're asking someone to feel your nature the same way that a rolling snowball feels it.

> Let's come simultaneously
> rebuked and accumulating karma.

Are you inviting someone to orgasm at the same time as you? Or are you inviting them to arrive someplace simultaneously rebuked by... something? How does one accumulate karma (good or bad?) by being rebuked or by sharing an orgasm?
> It was a lot of fun
> but just one of those things.

No, that's "It was great fun, but it was just one of those things."

Were you tripping to a Fred and Ginger musical?

> Sit around on Nebraska Street
> and just stew.

Are you telling someone to sit around and stew?

> Your ice cream from Venus
> on my lips.

This sentence fragment lacks a verb. Is "ice cream from Venus" a reference to cum? If so, wouldn't it be warm and salty (as opposed to being like ice cream)?

> I must see you tonight
> love me
> I am the sensitive one.

This is three sentences (or near-sentences).

How has the speaker shown himself to be sensitive?

He comes across like a drug-addled douchebag -- full of Gothboi posturing, and only interested in sex.

> -Will Dockery

Was this inspired by "Dan Barf's" "I Am Darkness" poem? They read like companion pieces.

On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 7:18:07 AM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> > Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> > > Sensitive One
> >
> > > When we were young
> > > when we were cool.
> > > That pancake thick mask
> > > made you look like a fool.
> >
> > > Got a stash in my mind
> > > so I can get higher
> > > than you'll ever be.
> >
> > > Pentagrams and cages
> > > pretending to be
> > > a slave of Thoth
> > > you see.
> >
> > > I know you have courage
> > > and you're a midget
> > > just for me.
> > > And he, he's the owl
> > > and sees everything.
> >
> > > Disco salsa
> > > a load of lumpy love
> > > from a casualty
> > > in the battles of love.
> >
> > > Under reconstruction
> > > by the good grace of the King.
> > > By his consent
> > > you bestow on me
> > > your magnanimous love.
> >
> > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > > The mystic ringed
> > > an industrial collapse.
> >
> > > Like a rolling snowball
> > > come feel my nature.
> > > Let's come simultaneously
> > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> >
> > > It was a lot of fun
> > > but just one of those things.
> > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > > and just stew.
> >
> > > Your ice cream from Venus
> > > on my lips.
> > > I must see you tonight
> > > love me
> > > I am the sensitive one.
> >
> > > -Will Dockery
> >
> > > ----
> > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> >
> > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> > >> >> >> >
> > >> >> >> > ***********************
> > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s.[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> > >> >> >> >
> > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> > >> >> >> >
> > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> >
> > ***
> Good call, Zod, and self-explanatory.

I can't find anything Beat or Confessional in this poem.

On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 12:02:14 PM UTC-4, Michael Pendragon wrote:
> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 7:18:07 AM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> > > Will Dockery wrote:
> > >
> > > > Sensitive One
> > >
> > > > When we were young
> > > > when we were cool.
> > > > That pancake thick mask
> > > > made you look like a fool.
> > >
> > > > Got a stash in my mind
> > > > so I can get higher
> > > > than you'll ever be.
> > >
> > > > Pentagrams and cages
> > > > pretending to be
> > > > a slave of Thoth
> > > > you see.
> > >
> > > > I know you have courage
> > > > and you're a midget
> > > > just for me.
> > > > And he, he's the owl
> > > > and sees everything.
> > >
> > > > Disco salsa
> > > > a load of lumpy love
> > > > from a casualty
> > > > in the battles of love.
> > >
> > > > Under reconstruction
> > > > by the good grace of the King.
> > > > By his consent
> > > > you bestow on me
> > > > your magnanimous love.
> > >
> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > > > The mystic ringed
> > > > an industrial collapse.
> > >
> > > > Like a rolling snowball
> > > > come feel my nature.
> > > > Let's come simultaneously
> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> > >
> > > > It was a lot of fun
> > > > but just one of those things.
> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > > > and just stew.
> > >
> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
> > > > on my lips.
> > > > I must see you tonight
> > > > love me
> > > > I am the sensitive one.
> > >
> > > > -Will Dockery
> > >
> > > > ----
> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> > >
> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> > >
> > > ***
> > Good call, Zod, and self-explanatory.
> I can't find anything Beat or Confessional in this poem.

You're not well known to appreciate either Beat or Confessional poetry usually, Pendragon, so it's not a surprise those elements of the poem would go over your head.

And so it goes.

On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> > Sensitive One
>
> > When we were young
> > when we were cool.
> > That pancake thick mask
> > made you look like a fool.
>
> > Got a stash in my mind
> > so I can get higher
> > than you'll ever be.
>
> > Pentagrams and cages
> > pretending to be
> > a slave of Thoth
> > you see.
>
> > I know you have courage
> > and you're a midget
> > just for me.
> > And he, he's the owl
> > and sees everything.
>
> > Disco salsa
> > a load of lumpy love
> > from a casualty
> > in the battles of love.
>
> > Under reconstruction
> > by the good grace of the King.
> > By his consent
> > you bestow on me
> > your magnanimous love.
>
> > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > The mystic ringed
> > an industrial collapse.
>
> > Like a rolling snowball
> > come feel my nature.
> > Let's come simultaneously
> > rebuked and accumulating karma.
>
> > It was a lot of fun
> > but just one of those things.
> > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > and just stew.
>
> > Your ice cream from Venus
> > on my lips.
> > I must see you tonight
> > love me
> > I am the sensitive one.
>
> > -Will Dockery
>
> > ----
> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
>
> >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> > ***********************
> >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s.[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W.. D.. Snodgrass.
> >> >> >> > *************************************************
>
> ***

Easy to pick up on for those who understand Beat Generation and Confessional poetry, I think.

HTH and HAND.

On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 12:56:35 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> > Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > > Sensitive One
> >
> > > When we were young
> > > when we were cool.
> > > That pancake thick mask
> > > made you look like a fool.
> >
> > > Got a stash in my mind
> > > so I can get higher
> > > than you'll ever be.
> >
> > > Pentagrams and cages
> > > pretending to be
> > > a slave of Thoth
> > > you see.
> >
> > > I know you have courage
> > > and you're a midget
> > > just for me.
> > > And he, he's the owl
> > > and sees everything.
> >
> > > Disco salsa
> > > a load of lumpy love
> > > from a casualty
> > > in the battles of love.
> >
> > > Under reconstruction
> > > by the good grace of the King.
> > > By his consent
> > > you bestow on me
> > > your magnanimous love.
> >
> > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > > The mystic ringed
> > > an industrial collapse.
> >
> > > Like a rolling snowball
> > > come feel my nature.
> > > Let's come simultaneously
> > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> >
> > > It was a lot of fun
> > > but just one of those things.
> > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > > and just stew.
> >
> > > Your ice cream from Venus
> > > on my lips.
> > > I must see you tonight
> > > love me
> > > I am the sensitive one.
> >
> > > -Will Dockery
> >
> > > ----
> > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> >
> > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> > >> >> >> >
> > >> >> >> > ***********************
> > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s.[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> > >> >> >> >
> > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> > >> >> >> >
> > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> >
> > ***
> Easy to pick up on for those who understand Beat Generation and Confessional poetry, I think.
>
> HTH and HAND.

For me it was, being well versed in both kinds of that type of poetry..!

On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 4:50:36 PM UTC-4, Faraway Star wrote:
> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 12:56:35 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> > > Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> > > > Sensitive One
> > >
> > > > When we were young
> > > > when we were cool.
> > > > That pancake thick mask
> > > > made you look like a fool.
> > >
> > > > Got a stash in my mind
> > > > so I can get higher
> > > > than you'll ever be.
> > >
> > > > Pentagrams and cages
> > > > pretending to be
> > > > a slave of Thoth
> > > > you see.
> > >
> > > > I know you have courage
> > > > and you're a midget
> > > > just for me.
> > > > And he, he's the owl
> > > > and sees everything.
> > >
> > > > Disco salsa
> > > > a load of lumpy love
> > > > from a casualty
> > > > in the battles of love.
> > >
> > > > Under reconstruction
> > > > by the good grace of the King.
> > > > By his consent
> > > > you bestow on me
> > > > your magnanimous love.
> > >
> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > > > The mystic ringed
> > > > an industrial collapse.
> > >
> > > > Like a rolling snowball
> > > > come feel my nature.
> > > > Let's come simultaneously
> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> > >
> > > > It was a lot of fun
> > > > but just one of those things.
> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > > > and just stew.
> > >
> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
> > > > on my lips.
> > > > I must see you tonight
> > > > love me
> > > > I am the sensitive one.
> > >
> > > > -Will Dockery
> > >
> > > > ----
> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> > >
> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> > >
> > > ***
> > Easy to pick up on for those who understand Beat Generation and Confessional poetry, I think.
> >
> > HTH and HAND.
> For me it was, being well versed in both kinds of that type of poetry..!

Yet neither of you can explain how it could be considered "Beat" or "Confessional."

Michael Pendragon wrote:

> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 4:50:36 PM UTC-4, Faraway Star wrote:
>> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 12:56:35 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>> > On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
>> > > Will Dockery wrote:
>> >
>> > > > Sensitive One
>> > >
>> > > > When we were young
>> > > > when we were cool.
>> > > > That pancake thick mask
>> > > > made you look like a fool.
>> > >
>> > > > Got a stash in my mind
>> > > > so I can get higher
>> > > > than you'll ever be.
>> > >
>> > > > Pentagrams and cages
>> > > > pretending to be
>> > > > a slave of Thoth
>> > > > you see.
>> > >
>> > > > I know you have courage
>> > > > and you're a midget
>> > > > just for me.
>> > > > And he, he's the owl
>> > > > and sees everything.
>> > >
>> > > > Disco salsa
>> > > > a load of lumpy love
>> > > > from a casualty
>> > > > in the battles of love.
>> > >
>> > > > Under reconstruction
>> > > > by the good grace of the King.
>> > > > By his consent
>> > > > you bestow on me
>> > > > your magnanimous love.
>> > >
>> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
>> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
>> > > > The mystic ringed
>> > > > an industrial collapse.
>> > >
>> > > > Like a rolling snowball
>> > > > come feel my nature.
>> > > > Let's come simultaneously
>> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
>> > >
>> > > > It was a lot of fun
>> > > > but just one of those things.
>> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
>> > > > and just stew.
>> > >
>> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
>> > > > on my lips.
>> > > > I must see you tonight
>> > > > love me
>> > > > I am the sensitive one.
>> > >
>> > > > -Will Dockery
>> > >
>> > > > ----
>> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
>> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
>> > >
>> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
>> > > >> >> >> >
>> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
>> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
>> > > >> >> >> >
>> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
>> > > >> >> >> >
>> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
>> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
>> > >
>> > > ***
>> > Easy to pick up on for those who understand Beat Generation and Confessional poetry, I think.
>> >
>> > HTH and HAND.
>> For me it was, being well versed in both kinds of that type of poetry..!

> Yet neither of you can explain how it could be considered "Beat" or "Confessional."

The poem is obviously self explanatory.

HTH and HAND.

On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 9:20:13 PM UTC-4, W.Dockery wrote:
> Michael Pendragon wrote:
>
> > On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 4:50:36 PM UTC-4, Faraway Star wrote:
> >> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 12:56:35 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> >> > On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> >> > > Will Dockery wrote:
> >> >
> >> > > > Sensitive One
> >> > >
> >> > > > When we were young
> >> > > > when we were cool.
> >> > > > That pancake thick mask
> >> > > > made you look like a fool.
> >> > >
> >> > > > Got a stash in my mind
> >> > > > so I can get higher
> >> > > > than you'll ever be.
> >> > >
> >> > > > Pentagrams and cages
> >> > > > pretending to be
> >> > > > a slave of Thoth
> >> > > > you see.
> >> > >
> >> > > > I know you have courage
> >> > > > and you're a midget
> >> > > > just for me.
> >> > > > And he, he's the owl
> >> > > > and sees everything.
> >> > >
> >> > > > Disco salsa
> >> > > > a load of lumpy love
> >> > > > from a casualty
> >> > > > in the battles of love.
> >> > >
> >> > > > Under reconstruction
> >> > > > by the good grace of the King.
> >> > > > By his consent
> >> > > > you bestow on me
> >> > > > your magnanimous love.
> >> > >
> >> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> >> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> >> > > > The mystic ringed
> >> > > > an industrial collapse.
> >> > >
> >> > > > Like a rolling snowball
> >> > > > come feel my nature.
> >> > > > Let's come simultaneously
> >> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> >> > >
> >> > > > It was a lot of fun
> >> > > > but just one of those things.
> >> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> >> > > > and just stew.
> >> > >
> >> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
> >> > > > on my lips.
> >> > > > I must see you tonight
> >> > > > love me
> >> > > > I am the sensitive one.
> >> > >
> >> > > > -Will Dockery
> >> > >
> >> > > > ----
> >> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> >> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> >> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> >> > >
> >> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> >> > > >> >> >> >
> >> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
> >> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> >> > > >> >> >> >
> >> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> >> > > >> >> >> >
> >> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> >> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> >> > >
> >> > > ***
> >> > Easy to pick up on for those who understand Beat Generation and Confessional poetry, I think.
> >> >
> >> > HTH and HAND.
> >> For me it was, being well versed in both kinds of that type of poetry...!
>
> > Yet neither of you can explain how it could be considered "Beat" or "Confessional."
> The poem is obviously self explanatory.
Obviously not:

On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:37:28 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> Sensitive One
>
> When we were young
> when we were cool.

This is not a sentence. "When we were young" sets the time for the sentence.. It lacks both a subject and a verb.
A sentence would be "When we were young, we were cool." The second "we" is the subject and "were" is the verb. Without a subject and a verb, you haven't got a sentence.

> That pancake thick mask
> made you look like a fool.

This appears to be the missing portion of the above-noted sentence fragment..

Again, I refer you to the General Rule of Thumb when writing poetry: check each line by writing it in sentence form.

"When we were young, that pancake thick mask made you look like a fool."

This is a sentence. The "mask" is the subject, and "made" is the verb.

We can expand this to the awkward: "When we were young (when we were cool), that pancake thick mask made you look like a fool." Why you saw fit to break this into one sentence and a fragment, is anybody's guess. Here's mine:

Wearing a "pancake thick mask" (whatever that is) has got nothing to do with youth or with being cool. As such, the two opening fragments don't apply to it -- so you chopped what would have been a nonsensical sentence into a sentence and a fragment.

More correctly, you were unable to complete your opening thought ("When we were young and cool we did...").

I suspect that much of the problem is caused by this "poem's" doing double duty as a song lyric -- thereby forcing it to have a loose meter and occasional rhymes.

I'm guessing that the person being addressed is a girl who wore too much makeup (the "pancake thick mask"). You can get away with such grammatical atrocities in a rock song, where the lyric is not the primary focus of the work -- music, mood, and performance are more important. However, when set in poem form, where the lyric has to stand by itself, it needs to be both grammatically correct and to express itself in a clear a manner as possible.

When I say that your writing is "unintelligible" I usually mean in the grammatical context.

(There are two ways in which writing can be "unintelligible." The first is in the surrealist poetry of Dental Rivers and PJR, where the meaning has been intentionally obscured to such a point that no one can make any sense out of it. The second is in cases like the above, where the general idea comes across, but the actual "sentences" are so riddled with errors that they cannot be read *literally.*)

In a rock song lyric, sentence fragments, poorly defined concepts, non-linear narrative, etc., are acceptable. In a poem, they are not. If you want to publish your song lyrics as poetry, you need to rewrite them in a grammatically correct manner, wherein the *literal* meaning of the words clearly express the idea you're trying to convey.

Otherwise, publish them *as* song lyrics. Song lyrics are a minor form of poetry, where (and this is important) the grammatical requirements are less exacting.

> Got a stash in my mind
> so I can get higher
> than you'll ever be.

Technically, this should begin with a *subject.* E.g., "I've got a stash...".

Because poetry is a *written word* form the rules of grammar necessarily apply.

In this case, we can make an allowance for this, on the pretense that the speaker is doing so in the vernacular.

> Pentagrams and cages
> pretending to be
> a slave of Thoth
> you see.

Michael Pendragon wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:

> Michael Pendragon wrote:

>> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 4:50:36 PM UTC-4, Faraway Star wrote:
>>> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 12:56:35 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>>> > On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
>>> > > Will Dockery wrote:
>>> >
>>> > > > Sensitive One
>>> > >
>>> > > > When we were young
>>> > > > when we were cool.
>>> > > > That pancake thick mask
>>> > > > made you look like a fool.
>>> > >
>>> > > > Got a stash in my mind
>>> > > > so I can get higher
>>> > > > than you'll ever be.
>>> > >
>>> > > > Pentagrams and cages
>>> > > > pretending to be
>>> > > > a slave of Thoth
>>> > > > you see.
>>> > >
>>> > > > I know you have courage
>>> > > > and you're a midget
>>> > > > just for me.
>>> > > > And he, he's the owl
>>> > > > and sees everything.
>>> > >
>>> > > > Disco salsa
>>> > > > a load of lumpy love
>>> > > > from a casualty
>>> > > > in the battles of love.
>>> > >
>>> > > > Under reconstruction
>>> > > > by the good grace of the King.
>>> > > > By his consent
>>> > > > you bestow on me
>>> > > > your magnanimous love.
>>> > >
>>> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
>>> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
>>> > > > The mystic ringed
>>> > > > an industrial collapse.
>>> > >
>>> > > > Like a rolling snowball
>>> > > > come feel my nature.
>>> > > > Let's come simultaneously
>>> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
>>> > >
>>> > > > It was a lot of fun
>>> > > > but just one of those things.
>>> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
>>> > > > and just stew.
>>> > >
>>> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
>>> > > > on my lips.
>>> > > > I must see you tonight
>>> > > > love me
>>> > > > I am the sensitive one.
>>> > >
>>> > > > -Will Dockery
>>> > >
>>> > > > ----
>>> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>>> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
>>> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
>>> > >
>>> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
>>> > > >> >> >> >
>>> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
>>> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
>>> > > >> >> >> >
>>> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
>>> > > >> >> >> >
>>> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
>>> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
>>> > >
>>> > > ***
>>> > Easy to pick up on for those who understand Beat Generation and Confessional poetry, I think.
>>> >
>>> > HTH and HAND.
>
>>>> For me it was, being well versed in both kinds of that type of poetry..!
>
>>> Yet neither of you can explain how it could be considered "Beat" or "Confessional."
>

> > The poem is obviously self explanatory.
>
> > HTH and HAND.
>
> Obviously not

Again, sorry the poem went over your head, Pendragon.

HTH and HAND.

On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 11:50:11 PM UTC-4, W.Dockery wrote:
> Michael Pendragon wrote:
> > Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > Michael Pendragon wrote:
>
> >> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 4:50:36 PM UTC-4, Faraway Star wrote:
> >>> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 12:56:35 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> >>> > On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> >>> > > Will Dockery wrote:
> >>> >
> >>> > > > Sensitive One
> >>> > >
> >>> > > > When we were young
> >>> > > > when we were cool.
> >>> > > > That pancake thick mask
> >>> > > > made you look like a fool.
> >>> > >
> >>> > > > Got a stash in my mind
> >>> > > > so I can get higher
> >>> > > > than you'll ever be.
> >>> > >
> >>> > > > Pentagrams and cages
> >>> > > > pretending to be
> >>> > > > a slave of Thoth
> >>> > > > you see.
> >>> > >
> >>> > > > I know you have courage
> >>> > > > and you're a midget
> >>> > > > just for me.
> >>> > > > And he, he's the owl
> >>> > > > and sees everything.
> >>> > >
> >>> > > > Disco salsa
> >>> > > > a load of lumpy love
> >>> > > > from a casualty
> >>> > > > in the battles of love.
> >>> > >
> >>> > > > Under reconstruction
> >>> > > > by the good grace of the King.
> >>> > > > By his consent
> >>> > > > you bestow on me
> >>> > > > your magnanimous love.
> >>> > >
> >>> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> >>> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> >>> > > > The mystic ringed
> >>> > > > an industrial collapse.
> >>> > >
> >>> > > > Like a rolling snowball
> >>> > > > come feel my nature.
> >>> > > > Let's come simultaneously
> >>> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> >>> > >
> >>> > > > It was a lot of fun
> >>> > > > but just one of those things.
> >>> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> >>> > > > and just stew.
> >>> > >
> >>> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
> >>> > > > on my lips.
> >>> > > > I must see you tonight
> >>> > > > love me
> >>> > > > I am the sensitive one.
> >>> > >
> >>> > > > -Will Dockery
> >>> > >
> >>> > > > ----
> >>> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> >>> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> >>> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> >>> > >
> >>> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> >>> > > >> >> >> >
> >>> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
> >>> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> >>> > > >> >> >> >
> >>> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> >>> > > >> >> >> >
> >>> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> >>> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> >>> > >
> >>> > > ***
> >>> > Easy to pick up on for those who understand Beat Generation and Confessional poetry, I think.
> >>> >
> >>> > HTH and HAND.
> >
> >>>> For me it was, being well versed in both kinds of that type of poetry..!
> >
> >>> Yet neither of you can explain how it could be considered "Beat" or "Confessional."
> >
>
> > > The poem is obviously self explanatory.
> >
> > > HTH and HAND.
> >
> > Obviously not
>
> Again, sorry the poem went over your head, Pendragon.
>
> HTH and HAND.

Mea culpa. I should have taken Gibberish 101 in college.

On Saturday, September 9, 2023 at 1:23:29 AM UTC-4, Michael Pendragon wrote:
> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 11:50:11 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> > Michael Pendragon wrote:
> > > Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > >>> > > > Sensitive One
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > > When we were young
> > >>> > > > when we were cool.
> > >>> > > > That pancake thick mask
> > >>> > > > made you look like a fool.
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > > Got a stash in my mind
> > >>> > > > so I can get higher
> > >>> > > > than you'll ever be.
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > > Pentagrams and cages
> > >>> > > > pretending to be
> > >>> > > > a slave of Thoth
> > >>> > > > you see.
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > > I know you have courage
> > >>> > > > and you're a midget
> > >>> > > > just for me.
> > >>> > > > And he, he's the owl
> > >>> > > > and sees everything.
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > > Disco salsa
> > >>> > > > a load of lumpy love
> > >>> > > > from a casualty
> > >>> > > > in the battles of love.
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > > Under reconstruction
> > >>> > > > by the good grace of the King.
> > >>> > > > By his consent
> > >>> > > > you bestow on me
> > >>> > > > your magnanimous love.
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > >>> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > >>> > > > The mystic ringed
> > >>> > > > an industrial collapse.
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > > Like a rolling snowball
> > >>> > > > come feel my nature.
> > >>> > > > Let's come simultaneously
> > >>> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > > It was a lot of fun
> > >>> > > > but just one of those things.
> > >>> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > >>> > > > and just stew.
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
> > >>> > > > on my lips.
> > >>> > > > I must see you tonight
> > >>> > > > love me
> > >>> > > > I am the sensitive one.
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > > -Will Dockery
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > > ----
> > >>> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > >>> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one..html
> > >>> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> > >>> > > >> >> >> >
> > >>> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
> > >>> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> > >>> > > >> >> >> >
> > >>> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> > >>> > > >> >> >> >
> > >>> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> > >>> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> > >>> > >
> > >>> > > ***
> > >>> > Easy to pick up on for those who understand Beat Generation and Confessional poetry, I think.
> > >>> >
> > >>> > HTH and HAND.
> > >
> > >>>> For me it was, being well versed in both kinds of that type of poetry..!
> > >
> > >>> Yet neither of you can explain how it could be considered "Beat" or "Confessional."
> > >
> >
> > > > The poem is obviously self explanatory.
> > >
> > > > HTH and HAND.
> > >
> > > Obviously not
> >
> > Again, sorry the poem went over your head, Pendragon.
> >
> > HTH and HAND.
> Gibberish

"Certainly his idea that "gibbberish" means "not written in complete sentences" is a non-starter when it comes to poetry, period. The grammatical units of poetry are lines and stanzas, not (as in prose) sentences and paragraphs..."
-George J. Dance

https://groups.google.com/d/msg/alt.arts.poetry.comments/mXC-5dB8YuI/rOjBFX1XAgAJ

***

On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 4:50:36 PM UTC-4, Faraway Star wrote:
> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 12:56:35 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> > > Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> > > > Sensitive One
> > >
> > > > When we were young
> > > > when we were cool.
> > > > That pancake thick mask
> > > > made you look like a fool.
> > >
> > > > Got a stash in my mind
> > > > so I can get higher
> > > > than you'll ever be.
> > >
> > > > Pentagrams and cages
> > > > pretending to be
> > > > a slave of Thoth
> > > > you see.
> > >
> > > > I know you have courage
> > > > and you're a midget
> > > > just for me.
> > > > And he, he's the owl
> > > > and sees everything.
> > >
> > > > Disco salsa
> > > > a load of lumpy love
> > > > from a casualty
> > > > in the battles of love.
> > >
> > > > Under reconstruction
> > > > by the good grace of the King.
> > > > By his consent
> > > > you bestow on me
> > > > your magnanimous love.
> > >
> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > > > The mystic ringed
> > > > an industrial collapse.
> > >
> > > > Like a rolling snowball
> > > > come feel my nature.
> > > > Let's come simultaneously
> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> > >
> > > > It was a lot of fun
> > > > but just one of those things.
> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > > > and just stew.
> > >
> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
> > > > on my lips.
> > > > I must see you tonight
> > > > love me
> > > > I am the sensitive one.
> > >
> > > > -Will Dockery
> > >
> > > > ----
> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> > >
> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> > >
> > > ***
> > Easy to pick up on for those who understand Beat Generation and Confessional poetry, I think.
> >
> > HTH and HAND.
> For me it was, being well versed in both kinds of that type of poetry..!

Yes, knowing where it's at can be important, sometimes.

HTH and HAND.

On Saturday, September 9, 2023 at 4:42:47 AM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Saturday, September 9, 2023 at 1:23:29 AM UTC-4, Michael Pendragon wrote:
> > On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 11:50:11 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>
> > > >>> > > > Sensitive One
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > > When we were young
> > > >>> > > > when we were cool.
> > > >>> > > > That pancake thick mask
> > > >>> > > > made you look like a fool.
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > > Got a stash in my mind
> > > >>> > > > so I can get higher
> > > >>> > > > than you'll ever be.
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > > Pentagrams and cages
> > > >>> > > > pretending to be
> > > >>> > > > a slave of Thoth
> > > >>> > > > you see.
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > > I know you have courage
> > > >>> > > > and you're a midget
> > > >>> > > > just for me.
> > > >>> > > > And he, he's the owl
> > > >>> > > > and sees everything.
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > > Disco salsa
> > > >>> > > > a load of lumpy love
> > > >>> > > > from a casualty
> > > >>> > > > in the battles of love.
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > > Under reconstruction
> > > >>> > > > by the good grace of the King.
> > > >>> > > > By his consent
> > > >>> > > > you bestow on me
> > > >>> > > > your magnanimous love.
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > > >>> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > > >>> > > > The mystic ringed
> > > >>> > > > an industrial collapse.
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > > Like a rolling snowball
> > > >>> > > > come feel my nature.
> > > >>> > > > Let's come simultaneously
> > > >>> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > > It was a lot of fun
> > > >>> > > > but just one of those things.
> > > >>> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > > >>> > > > and just stew.
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
> > > >>> > > > on my lips.
> > > >>> > > > I must see you tonight
> > > >>> > > > love me
> > > >>> > > > I am the sensitive one.
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > > -Will Dockery
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > > ----
> > > >>> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > > >>> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> > > >>> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> > > >>> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >>> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
> > > >>> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> > > >>> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >>> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> > > >>> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >>> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> > > >>> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> > > >>> > >
> > > >>> > > ***
> > > >>> > Easy to pick up on for those who understand Beat Generation and Confessional poetry, I think.
> > > >>> >
> > > >>> > HTH and HAND.
> > > >
> > > >>>> For me it was, being well versed in both kinds of that type of poetry..!
> > > >
> > > >>> Yet neither of you can explain how it could be considered "Beat" or "Confessional."
> > > >
> > >
> > > > > The poem is obviously self explanatory.
> > > >
> > > > > HTH and HAND.
> > > >
> > > > Obviously not
> > >
> > > Again, sorry the poem went over your head, Pendragon.
> > >
> > > HTH and HAND.
> > Gibberish
>
> "Certainly his idea that "gibbberish" means "not written in complete sentences" is a non-starter when it comes to poetry, period. The grammatical units of poetry are lines and stanzas, not (as in prose) sentences and paragraphs..."
> -George J. Dance
>
> https://groups.google.com/d/msg/alt.arts.poetry.comments/mXC-5dB8YuI/rOjBFX1XAgAJ
>
> ***

Well put, G.D.

Faraway Star wrote:

> On Saturday, September 9, 2023 at 4:42:47 AM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>> On Saturday, September 9, 2023 at 1:23:29 AM UTC-4, Michael Pendragon wrote:
>> > On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 11:50:11 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>>
>> > > >>> > > > Sensitive One
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > > When we were young
>> > > >>> > > > when we were cool.
>> > > >>> > > > That pancake thick mask
>> > > >>> > > > made you look like a fool.
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > > Got a stash in my mind
>> > > >>> > > > so I can get higher
>> > > >>> > > > than you'll ever be.
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > > Pentagrams and cages
>> > > >>> > > > pretending to be
>> > > >>> > > > a slave of Thoth
>> > > >>> > > > you see.
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > > I know you have courage
>> > > >>> > > > and you're a midget
>> > > >>> > > > just for me.
>> > > >>> > > > And he, he's the owl
>> > > >>> > > > and sees everything.
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > > Disco salsa
>> > > >>> > > > a load of lumpy love
>> > > >>> > > > from a casualty
>> > > >>> > > > in the battles of love.
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > > Under reconstruction
>> > > >>> > > > by the good grace of the King.
>> > > >>> > > > By his consent
>> > > >>> > > > you bestow on me
>> > > >>> > > > your magnanimous love.
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
>> > > >>> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
>> > > >>> > > > The mystic ringed
>> > > >>> > > > an industrial collapse.
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > > Like a rolling snowball
>> > > >>> > > > come feel my nature.
>> > > >>> > > > Let's come simultaneously
>> > > >>> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > > It was a lot of fun
>> > > >>> > > > but just one of those things.
>> > > >>> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
>> > > >>> > > > and just stew.
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
>> > > >>> > > > on my lips.
>> > > >>> > > > I must see you tonight
>> > > >>> > > > love me
>> > > >>> > > > I am the sensitive one.
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > > -Will Dockery
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > > ----
>> > > >>> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> > > >>> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
>> > > >>> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
>> > > >>> > > >> >> >> >
>> > > >>> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
>> > > >>> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
>> > > >>> > > >> >> >> >
>> > > >>> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
>> > > >>> > > >> >> >> >
>> > > >>> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
>> > > >>> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
>> > > >>> > >
>> > > >>> > > ***
>> > > >>> > Easy to pick up on for those who understand Beat Generation and Confessional poetry, I think.
>> > > >>> >
>> > > >>> > HTH and HAND.
>> > > >
>> > > >>>> For me it was, being well versed in both kinds of that type of poetry..!
>> > > >
>> > > >>> Yet neither of you can explain how it could be considered "Beat" or "Confessional."
>> > > >
>> > >
>> > > > > The poem is obviously self explanatory.
>> > > >
>> > > > > HTH and HAND.
>> > > >
>> > > > Obviously not
>> > >
>> > > Again, sorry the poem went over your head, Pendragon.
>> > >
>> > > HTH and HAND.
>> > Gibberish
>>
>> "Certainly his idea that "gibbberish" means "not written in complete sentences" is a non-starter when it comes to poetry, period. The grammatical units of poetry are lines and stanzas, not (as in prose) sentences and paragraphs..."
>> -George J. Dance
>>
>> https://groups.google.com/d/msg/alt.arts.poetry.comments/mXC-5dB8YuI/rOjBFX1XAgAJ
>>
>> ***

> Well put, G.D.

Agreed.

On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 7:18:07 AM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> > Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> > > Sensitive One
> >
> > > When we were young
> > > when we were cool.
> > > That pancake thick mask
> > > made you look like a fool.
> >
> > > Got a stash in my mind
> > > so I can get higher
> > > than you'll ever be.
> >
> > > Pentagrams and cages
> > > pretending to be
> > > a slave of Thoth
> > > you see.
> >
> > > I know you have courage
> > > and you're a midget
> > > just for me.
> > > And he, he's the owl
> > > and sees everything.
> >
> > > Disco salsa
> > > a load of lumpy love
> > > from a casualty
> > > in the battles of love.
> >
> > > Under reconstruction
> > > by the good grace of the King.
> > > By his consent
> > > you bestow on me
> > > your magnanimous love.
> >
> > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > > The mystic ringed
> > > an industrial collapse.
> >
> > > Like a rolling snowball
> > > come feel my nature.
> > > Let's come simultaneously
> > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> >
> > > It was a lot of fun
> > > but just one of those things.
> > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > > and just stew.
> >
> > > Your ice cream from Venus
> > > on my lips.
> > > I must see you tonight
> > > love me
> > > I am the sensitive one.
> >
> > > -Will Dockery
> >
> > > ----
> > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> >
> > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> > >> >> >> >
> > >> >> >> > ***********************
> > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s.[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> > >> >> >> >
> > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> > >> >> >> >
> > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> >
> > ***
> Good call, Zod, and self-explanatory.

Absolutely, even a child or a childish mind like Pen's should be able to Grok this...

On Sunday, September 10, 2023 at 5:43:00 PM UTC-4, Faraway Star wrote:
> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 7:18:07 AM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> > > Will Dockery wrote:
> > >
> > > > Sensitive One
> > >
> > > > When we were young
> > > > when we were cool.
> > > > That pancake thick mask
> > > > made you look like a fool.
> > >
> > > > Got a stash in my mind
> > > > so I can get higher
> > > > than you'll ever be.
> > >
> > > > Pentagrams and cages
> > > > pretending to be
> > > > a slave of Thoth
> > > > you see.
> > >
> > > > I know you have courage
> > > > and you're a midget
> > > > just for me.
> > > > And he, he's the owl
> > > > and sees everything.
> > >
> > > > Disco salsa
> > > > a load of lumpy love
> > > > from a casualty
> > > > in the battles of love.
> > >
> > > > Under reconstruction
> > > > by the good grace of the King.
> > > > By his consent
> > > > you bestow on me
> > > > your magnanimous love.
> > >
> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > > > The mystic ringed
> > > > an industrial collapse.
> > >
> > > > Like a rolling snowball
> > > > come feel my nature.
> > > > Let's come simultaneously
> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> > >
> > > > It was a lot of fun
> > > > but just one of those things.
> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > > > and just stew.
> > >
> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
> > > > on my lips.
> > > > I must see you tonight
> > > > love me
> > > > I am the sensitive one.
> > >
> > > > -Will Dockery
> > >
> > > > ----
> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> > >
> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> > >
> > > ***
> > Good call, Zod, and self-explanatory.
> Absolutely, even a child or a childish mind like Pen's should be able to Grok this...

I am aware of what confessional poetry is, and have read numerous works by Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D. Snodgrass.

I don't find any similarity between their poetry and yours... or between their poetry and Will's.

You, Will, and apparently Dan Barfield all write Fragmentist poetry. Your (and I'm using the collective "you") poetry reads like it was inspired by rock music lyrics.

You all write about "I" in a self-aggrandizing way: I am the darkness; I am the man, the myth, and the legend; etc. None of you delve into your emotions, personal trauma (Will whines about the corpses he drags around, but it's a self-serving role that he's playing -- it's an attempt to set himself up as some semi-tragic figure; not a sincere expression of raw emotion). None of you examine your various mental illnesses and addictions on their own, much less set them "in relation to broader social themes."

First person narrative is *not* what is meant by "Confessional" poetry. "Extreme moments of individual experience" pertains to moments that brought about life-altering epiphanies... not relating how you once took a piss on the wall of some girl's house while she painted her porch... then got high and banged her.

The closest poetry style to yours (again, the collective "you") is "Dirty Realism" (a la Bukowski), but even that is a stretch as Dirty Realism is generally intelligible.

You're Fragmentists. Embrace your unique vision instead of trying hop a proverbial ride on everyone else's.

COLUMBUS, GA is the fastest-growing cultural center in the U.S. (dare one venture in the world?), and two of AAPC's most active members are the driving force behind it all. Will Dockery and George "Stink" Sulzbach are well known throughout Columbus for the street poetry, artwork, music concerts, "indie" publications, underground films and television shows; but their greatest impact on the art world is through the new poetic movement they've established -- Fragmentist Poetry.

Fragmentist Poetry combines Imagist Poetry with Minimalism to create what they describe as a "montage" within their readers' minds. Fragmentism pares Imagism down to its barest essentials, i.e., to a series of memory fragments describing persons, places or things. Narrative is abandoned. Form is nonexistent. Mood, message, emotion, tone and theme are barely, if at all, present. English grammar and composition are irrelevant as language exists solely to convey the image fragments.

Fragmentism concerns itself only with recording a series of thought-images in a stream of consciousness style. Fragmentism is based upon image association (much like word association wherein individual words have been replaced by two- and three-word descriptive passages):

Bottle bled dry,
Dogs lapping vomit.
Coffee stained fingers,
Fate constrained by stars.

One reason that Fragmentist Poetry has taken the literary world by storm is that anyone can write it. No education (other than a fourth grade level vocabulary), philosophical insight, imagination or compositional skill is required. This is street poetry in its most literal incarnation. It is the voice of the common man (and woman), evoking images that everyone can relate to.

Fragmentist criticism is equally minimalist, often comprising no more than a thimbleful of words ("Outdamnstanding," "One of your best," "Me likee likee," & so on). An in-depth critique seeks only to identify the topic -- as the topic and the poem are necessarily the same. And this, so the Fragmentists argue, is the point. A poem should not be a barrage of words and punctuation attesting to the poet's erudition and grammatical expertise. A poem is the images it evokes.

And their argument finds strong support in the field of psychology, which maintains that our unconscious mind is non-verbal and therefore only able to communicate with us through dream symbolism, or imagery. In replicating the dream experience, the poet is directly addressing the non-verbal aspects of our psyche -- our sub-conscious and unconscious selves.

Critics have long held that poetry is a dying art form; but that is because they seek for it only in its traditional outlets. The poetry of tomorrow will not be found in the academic journals, but at the truck stops, dive bars, hobo camps and homeless shelters.

So let's all pour ourselves a glass of MD 20/20 and raise a toast to the visionary, literary trailblazers in our midst. Zorro!

On Sunday, September 10, 2023 at 5:43:00 PM UTC-4, Faraway Star wrote:
> On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 7:18:07 AM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> > > Will Dockery wrote:
> > >
> > > > Sensitive One
> > >
> > > > When we were young
> > > > when we were cool.
> > > > That pancake thick mask
> > > > made you look like a fool.
> > >
> > > > Got a stash in my mind
> > > > so I can get higher
> > > > than you'll ever be.
> > >
> > > > Pentagrams and cages
> > > > pretending to be
> > > > a slave of Thoth
> > > > you see.
> > >
> > > > I know you have courage
> > > > and you're a midget
> > > > just for me.
> > > > And he, he's the owl
> > > > and sees everything.
> > >
> > > > Disco salsa
> > > > a load of lumpy love
> > > > from a casualty
> > > > in the battles of love.
> > >
> > > > Under reconstruction
> > > > by the good grace of the King.
> > > > By his consent
> > > > you bestow on me
> > > > your magnanimous love.
> > >
> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > > > The mystic ringed
> > > > an industrial collapse.
> > >
> > > > Like a rolling snowball
> > > > come feel my nature.
> > > > Let's come simultaneously
> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> > >
> > > > It was a lot of fun
> > > > but just one of those things.
> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > > > and just stew.
> > >
> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
> > > > on my lips.
> > > > I must see you tonight
> > > > love me
> > > > I am the sensitive one.
> > >
> > > > -Will Dockery
> > >
> > > > ----
> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> > >
> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> > > >> >> >> >
> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> > >
> > > ***
> > Good call, Zod, and self-explanatory.
> Absolutely, even a child or a childish mind like Pen's should be able to Grok this...

You know Pendragon, he really just likes to whine and argue.

This is why we can't get a state of peace here on the poetry newsgroups.

HTH and HAND.

On Sunday, September 10, 2023 at 6:58:41 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> On Sunday, September 10, 2023 at 5:43:00 PM UTC-4, Faraway Star wrote:
> > On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 7:18:07 AM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> > > On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Zod wrote:
> > > > Will Dockery wrote:
> > > >
> > > > > Sensitive One
> > > >
> > > > > When we were young
> > > > > when we were cool.
> > > > > That pancake thick mask
> > > > > made you look like a fool.
> > > >
> > > > > Got a stash in my mind
> > > > > so I can get higher
> > > > > than you'll ever be.
> > > >
> > > > > Pentagrams and cages
> > > > > pretending to be
> > > > > a slave of Thoth
> > > > > you see.
> > > >
> > > > > I know you have courage
> > > > > and you're a midget
> > > > > just for me.
> > > > > And he, he's the owl
> > > > > and sees everything.
> > > >
> > > > > Disco salsa
> > > > > a load of lumpy love
> > > > > from a casualty
> > > > > in the battles of love.
> > > >
> > > > > Under reconstruction
> > > > > by the good grace of the King.
> > > > > By his consent
> > > > > you bestow on me
> > > > > your magnanimous love.
> > > >
> > > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > > > > The mystic ringed
> > > > > an industrial collapse.
> > > >
> > > > > Like a rolling snowball
> > > > > come feel my nature.
> > > > > Let's come simultaneously
> > > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> > > >
> > > > > It was a lot of fun
> > > > > but just one of those things.
> > > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > > > > and just stew.
> > > >
> > > > > Your ice cream from Venus
> > > > > on my lips.
> > > > > I must see you tonight
> > > > > love me
> > > > > I am the sensitive one.
> > > >
> > > > > -Will Dockery
> > > >
> > > > > ----
> > > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> > > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> > > >
> > > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> > > > >> >> >> >
> > > > >> >> >> > ***********************
> > > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s.[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> > > > >> >> >> >
> > > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> > > > >> >> >> >
> > > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> > > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> > > >
> > > > ***
> > > Good call, Zod, and self-explanatory.
> > Absolutely, even a child or a childish mind like Pen's should be able to Grok this...
> You know Pendragon, he really just likes to whine and argue.
>
> This is why we can't get a state of peace here on the poetry newsgroups.

I offered peace, Donkey.

You said you thought that the terms were fair.

NancyGene, Ash, Cujo, and ME all agreed to the terms.

George Dunce refused... so you and Zod (who'd also felt the terms had been fair) dropped out of the negotiations without a word.

Five of us *proved* that we were willing to make the necessary concessions for peace.

Three of us (Zod, Dunce, and yourself) refused to discuss terms.

*That* is why we couldn't reach a state of peace here.

General-Zod wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> > Sensitive One
>
> > When we were young
> > when we were cool.
> > That pancake thick mask
> > made you look like a fool.
>
> > Got a stash in my mind
> > so I can get higher
> > than you'll ever be.
>
> > Pentagrams and cages
> > pretending to be
> > a slave of Thoth
> > you see.
>
> > I know you have courage
> > and you're a midget
> > just for me.
> > And he, he's the owl
> > and sees everything.
>
> > Disco salsa
> > a load of lumpy love
> > from a casualty
> > in the battles of love.
>
> > Under reconstruction
> > by the good grace of the King.
> > By his consent
> > you bestow on me
> > your magnanimous love.
>
> > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > The mystic ringed
> > an industrial collapse.
>
> > Like a rolling snowball
> > come feel my nature.
> > Let's come simultaneously
> > rebuked and accumulating karma.
>
> > It was a lot of fun
> > but just one of those things.
> > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > and just stew.
>
> > Your ice cream from Venus
> > on my lips.
> > I must see you tonight
> > love me
> > I am the sensitive one.
>
> > -Will Dockery
>
> > ----
> > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
>
> >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> > ***********************
> >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s.[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> >> >> >> >
> >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W.. D.. Snodgrass.
> >> >> >> > *************************************************
>
> ***

Thanks again for the nod, Zod.

🙂

Michael Pendragon <michaelmaleficapendragon@gmail.com> wrote in
news:6b0efc2e-e53f-4b95-ba4f-2f5372a03ed1n@googlegroups.com:

> On Sunday, September 10, 2023 at 6:58:41 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery
> wrote:
>> On Sunday, September 10, 2023 at 5:43:00 PM UTC-4, Faraway Star w
> rote:
>> > On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 7:18:07 AM UTC-4, Will Dockery
> wrote:
>> > > On Thursday, September 7, 2023 at 5:50:25 PM UTC-4, General-Z
> od wrote:
>> > > > Will Dockery wrote:
>> > > >
>> > > > > Sensitive One
>> > > >
>> > > > > When we were young
>> > > > > when we were cool.
>> > > > > That pancake thick mask
>> > > > > made you look like a fool.
>> > > >
>> > > > > Got a stash in my mind
>> > > > > so I can get higher
>> > > > > than you'll ever be.
>> > > >
>> > > > > Pentagrams and cages
>> > > > > pretending to be
>> > > > > a slave of Thoth
>> > > > > you see.
>> > > >
>> > > > > I know you have courage
>> > > > > and you're a midget
>> > > > > just for me.
>> > > > > And he, he's the owl
>> > > > > and sees everything.
>> > > >
>> > > > > Disco salsa
>> > > > > a load of lumpy love
>> > > > > from a casualty
>> > > > > in the battles of love.
>> > > >
>> > > > > Under reconstruction
>> > > > > by the good grace of the King.
>> > > > > By his consent
>> > > > > you bestow on me
>> > > > > your magnanimous love.
>> > > >
>> > > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
>> > > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
>> > > > > The mystic ringed
>> > > > > an industrial collapse.
>> > > >
>> > > > > Like a rolling snowball
>> > > > > come feel my nature.
>> > > > > Let's come simultaneously
>> > > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
>> > > >
>> > > > > It was a lot of fun
>> > > > > but just one of those things.
>> > > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
>> > > > > and just stew.
>> > > >
>> > > > > Your ice cream from Venus
>> > > > > on my lips.
>> > > > > I must see you tonight
>> > > > > love me
>> > > > > I am the sensitive one.
>> > > >
>> > > > > -Will Dockery
>> > > >
>> > > > > ----
>> > > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
>> > > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.
>> > > > > htm
> l
>> > > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
>> > > >
>> > > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
>> > > > >> >> >> >
>> > > > >> >> >> > ***********************
>> > > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style
>> > > > >> >> >> > of p
> oetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and
> early 1960s.[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of
> Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or
> "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche,
> and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo
> matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in
> relation to broader social themes.[3]
>> > > > >> >> >> >
>> > > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal
>> > > > >> >> >> > experie
> nce has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance
> oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century.
> Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat
> brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public
> matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The
> confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of
> domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own
> homes.[5]
>> > > > >> >> >> >
>> > > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated
>> > > > >> >> >> > with
> several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s,
> including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton,
> Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
>> > > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
>> > > >
>> > > > ***
>> > > Good call, Zod, and self-explanatory.
>> > Absolutely, even a child or a childish mind like Pen's should be
>> > able t
> o Grok this...
>> You know Pendragon, he really just likes to whine and argue.
>>
>> This is why we can't get a state of peace here on the poetry
>> newsgroups.
>
>
> I offered peace, Donkey.
>
> You said you thought that the terms were fair.
>
> NancyGene, Ash, Cujo, and ME all agreed to the terms.
>
> George Dunce refused... so you and Zod (who'd also felt the terms had
> been fair) dropped out of the negotiations without a word.
>
> Five of us *proved* that we were willing to make the necessary
> concessions for peace.
>
> Three of us (Zod, Dunce, and yourself) refused to discuss terms.
>
> *That* is why we couldn't reach a state of peace here.

From my perspective, Dreckweasel needs to make a few more concessions if
this is ever brought up again. That includes accountability for the rest
of the losers he brought here as well as Dunce.

Dreckweasel couldn't even stick to the terms he said were fair. Sorry
everyone impinged upon your pointless ego trip by pointing out you lived
up to your reputation of being a remorseless douchebag.

Other than Dreckster's obvious figurative and literal stench and lack of
hygeine, it's why nobody wants to be around his fat ass for more than a
few nanoseconds unless they're just like him and are just as immune to
the smell.

As for myself? I have a killfile and don't see anything from Little
Willie Douchebag unless others reply. So I only agreed for the good of
everyone. But you couldn't even pretend to do that. Go look at your
reflection the next chance you get and say this to yourself: "Thanks for
wasting your life, Dockery."

PS: Be sure to typo lame if you find any.

--
"I've been writing poetry for nearly fifty years, rest assured it's a
poem, Pendragon." - Will Dockery demonstrating why he's a douchebag.

On Saturday, September 9, 2023 at 5:07:22 PM UTC-4, Faraway Star wrote:
> On Saturday, September 9, 2023 at 4:42:47 AM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> > On Saturday, September 9, 2023 at 1:23:29 AM UTC-4, Michael Pendragon wrote:
> > > On Friday, September 8, 2023 at 11:50:11 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
> >
> > > > >>> > > > Sensitive One
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > > When we were young
> > > > >>> > > > when we were cool.
> > > > >>> > > > That pancake thick mask
> > > > >>> > > > made you look like a fool.
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > > Got a stash in my mind
> > > > >>> > > > so I can get higher
> > > > >>> > > > than you'll ever be.
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > > Pentagrams and cages
> > > > >>> > > > pretending to be
> > > > >>> > > > a slave of Thoth
> > > > >>> > > > you see.
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > > I know you have courage
> > > > >>> > > > and you're a midget
> > > > >>> > > > just for me.
> > > > >>> > > > And he, he's the owl
> > > > >>> > > > and sees everything.
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > > Disco salsa
> > > > >>> > > > a load of lumpy love
> > > > >>> > > > from a casualty
> > > > >>> > > > in the battles of love.
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > > Under reconstruction
> > > > >>> > > > by the good grace of the King.
> > > > >>> > > > By his consent
> > > > >>> > > > you bestow on me
> > > > >>> > > > your magnanimous love.
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > > Ghost of Cortez the Killer
> > > > >>> > > > a spontaneous Hitler.
> > > > >>> > > > The mystic ringed
> > > > >>> > > > an industrial collapse.
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > > Like a rolling snowball
> > > > >>> > > > come feel my nature.
> > > > >>> > > > Let's come simultaneously
> > > > >>> > > > rebuked and accumulating karma.
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > > It was a lot of fun
> > > > >>> > > > but just one of those things.
> > > > >>> > > > Sit around on Nebraska Street
> > > > >>> > > > and just stew.
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > > Your ice cream from Venus
> > > > >>> > > > on my lips.
> > > > >>> > > > I must see you tonight
> > > > >>> > > > love me
> > > > >>> > > > I am the sensitive one.
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > > -Will Dockery
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > > ----
> > > > >>> > > > From the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog:
> > > > >>> > > > https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/sensitive-one.html
> > > > >>> > > Good example of both Beat Poetry and Confessional Poetry...
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > >> >> >> > https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessional_poetry
> > > > >>> > > >> >> >> >
> > > > >>> > > >> >> >> > ***********************
> > > > >>> > > >> >> >> > Confessional poetry or "Confessionalism" is a style of poetry that emerged in the United States during the late 1950s and early 1960s..[1] It is sometimes also classified as a form of Postmodernism.[2] It has been described as poetry of the personal or "I", focusing on extreme moments of individual experience, the psyche, and personal trauma, including previously and occasionally still taboo matters such as mental illness, sexuality, and suicide, often set in relation to broader social themes.[3]
> > > > >>> > > >> >> >> >
> > > > >>> > > >> >> >> > The confessional poet's engagement with personal experience has been explained by literary critics as an effort to distance oneself from the horrifying social realities of the twentieth century. Events like the Holocaust, the Cold War, and existential threat brought by the proliferation of nuclear weapons had made public matters daunting for both confessional poets and their readers.[4] The confessional poets also worked in opposition to the idealization of domesticity in the 1950s, by revealing unhappiness in their own homes.[5]
> > > > >>> > > >> >> >> >
> > > > >>> > > >> >> >> > The school of "confessional poetry" was associated with several poets who redefined American poetry in the 1950s and 1960s, including Robert Lowell, Sylvia Plath, John Berryman, Anne Sexton, Allen Ginsberg, and W. D.. Snodgrass.
> > > > >>> > > >> >> >> > *************************************************
> > > > >>> > >
> > > > >>> > > ***
> > > > >>> > Easy to pick up on for those who understand Beat Generation and Confessional poetry, I think.
> > > > >>> >
> > > > >>> > HTH and HAND.
> > > > >
> > > > >>>> For me it was, being well versed in both kinds of that type of poetry..!
> > > > >
> > > > >>> Yet neither of you can explain how it could be considered "Beat" or "Confessional."
> > > > >
> > > >
> > > > > > The poem is obviously self explanatory.
> > > > >
> > > > > > HTH and HAND.
> > > > >
> > > > > Obviously not
> > > >
> > > > Again, sorry the poem went over your head, Pendragon.
> > > >
> > > > HTH and HAND.
> > > Gibberish
> >
> > "Certainly his idea that "gibbberish" means "not written in complete sentences" is a non-starter when it comes to poetry, period. The grammatical units of poetry are lines and stanzas, not (as in prose) sentences and paragraphs..."
> > -George J. Dance
> >
> > https://groups.google.com/d/msg/alt.arts.poetry.comments/mXC-5dB8YuI/rOjBFX1XAgAJ
> >
> > ***
> Well put, G.D.

Again, agreed.