‘I take it you have read some poetry Bill?’
‘Well, bits and pieces like’.
‘Er- one by that sailor bloke, forget his name, I must go down to the sea again—‘
‘Yes, yes. John Masefield that’s old tat Bill; poetry now is all from the modernist and post modernist school, its like this. The poet writes a poem then it’s up to the reader to make sense of it. Now, I downloaded the latest poem by Sebastian Peasemold, read it through and tell me what you think’.
‘Yes of course its gibberish but its intelligent gibberish’
‘Some call it Do it Yourself Poetry without a construction manual’
‘Sounds bloody hard to me mate’
‘Yes well, sometimes you have to move your mind to another dimension’
‘Beryl says I have enough trouble living in this one’
‘Never mind, what does this line mean to you? Goats conventionally emblemize lust’.
‘No, No. you can’t take the meaning from how it’s written. Look, take it home with you and I’ll give you a bell next week’.
A week later.
‘Hullo Bill, its Cyril, about the poem, you got the meaning’?
‘Thought so, too easy wasn’t it. A mimetic representation is merely a representation of a social construct’.
‘I didn’t get that’
‘No? What did you get’?
‘How the bloody hell did you get coconuts’?
‘Line 24 answers lay in the kernel of my palm Kernel=nut, Palm= palm trees,= coconuts’. easy peasy
‘Bill, you’re a bloody philistine’.
‘No I’m not, I’m English’.