Poetry Workshop |
Conssumation of Grief - Bukowski |
ChristianSpeaks Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 396Iowa, USA |
I had talked to Nan and wondered if there was a place that we could practice our critic abilities. I thought we might talk about a few poems from well-known poets. This conversation could include what you like about it, why you like it, what you hate about it, why you hate it. etc... Hopefully this will help to osify your postion on poetry. Also there are wonderful archives of classic and modern poets at poethunter.com and netpoets.com. So here's the link I hope this will foster a discussion. http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/consummation-of-grief/ CS |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I didn't know this was here but glad I found it... I love Bukowski Period but what I enjoy about this one is the ending... he is so god awful honest throughout...painting the downsides to life but the end, makes the downsides balance with the good...to me, when he says very little love is not bad...it points out the fact that when your loved, there are always expectations you must live up to...he accepts life in all it's deepest darkest avenues, to be what it is, nothing more, nothing less...and yet, knows what is most important in life, which, is nothing material. thanks for this thread, I hope others join in, as this could be very interesting and fun |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
I like the flow of the words - I love how they require me to read them with feeling, to extend them out and savor them. I can feel the sadness - the late nights of drinking, and feeling a longing among the beauty. That sadness is almost something that I can taste. "very little love is not so bad or very little life" I read these lines again and again - and I found him to be speaking the truth. Very little of both is not bad, not experiencing either would be a great loss. "what counts is waiting on walls I was born for this I was born to hustle roses down the avenues of the dead." I loved these lines, but I am still mulling them over. What walls? Tombstones? Or am I being too literal? Are the avenues of the dead cemetaries? I feel a bit of a fool for confessing my confusion - but maybe by expressing that confusion, I'll learn how to be a better reader of poetry. Who knows? What I do know is that I like this poem enough to read more of his works. Alison |
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ChristianSpeaks Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 396Iowa, USA |
Yeah people finally paid attention to this thread!!!! Cool stuff guys. What poems do you keep coming back to? What can we say about them? CS |
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