A few of us have been at odds with others lately over the true nature of a poem. All of a sudden it seems as if we are no longer writing to appease ourselves, rather to conform to what people desire in a poem.
It is what it is, take it or leave it, love it or hate it, I don't care, and neither will my compatriots, but we are sure as hell not changing a thing.
You've been warned...
On Borroughs' Work
and no symbolic dressing,
actual visions & actual prisons
as seen then and now.
Prisons and visions presented
with rare descriptions
corresponding exactly to those
of Alcatraz and Rose.
A naked lunch is natural to us,
we eat reality sandwiches.
But allegories are so much lettuce.
Don't hide the madness.
San Jose, 1954
--Allen Ginsberg
Case in point, and he still got published.
-Zeitgeist
1 comment:
I have been debating this with myself for a long time...writing to please myself or the audiance? and it took me some time to recah that balance, when pleasing myself also pleases the audiance, it just takes practice,and thanks for dropping by my blog, i would like your comments too.
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