Friday, March 5, 2010

Philosophy of Poetry

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I wrote an asymmetrical poem
That no one understood
That’s when I knew
It was very good.


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3 comments:

  1. Joanne BrothwellMarch 6, 2010 at 8:27 AM

    Funny!

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  2. Alice AudreyMarch 6, 2010 at 10:57 AM

    LOL.

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  3. VinceMarch 6, 2010 at 5:48 PM

    Hi Joanne & Alice:

    Thanks for coming by.

    I wonder if the statue is thinking about a bird or if the bird is thinking about a statue? Maybe both of them are thinking about each other. But then it’s just a photo; it’s not a bird or a statue.

    Actually, it’s not really even a photo. It’s a recreation of a photo created with pixels on my monitor. But then pixels are just dots of color. There is no picture on my monitor; there are just dots.

    The picture is in my head. Actually, what are in my head are electrical impulses. Where am I really? And what am I using to make the picture?

    I don’t know but if I can make such a true life picture out of electrical impulses, then I think making fiction is a far sight easier.

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