How little you know of poetry,
if you say-it is a very simple art!
“Oh! Never say that, never again,
for in its simplicity is its complexity.
Ah! Poets, they go to the end of their
thoughts, and then come back
to the beginning. And they keep on
repeating these marathon innings,
on and on; day after day and night
after night, sauntering hopefully
towards their destination - Poetry.
Copyright 2005 Bhuwan Thapaliya.
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Reviewed by M. B. (Reader)
Reviewed on April 18, 2005
This is terrific!! Beautiful word weave, Bhuwan! And the message is so true! Poetry is extremely complex. It's an entire novel, telling the whole story, whittled down to a few lines. Your line:
Poetry is anything but simple, Bhuwan. You are right. True poetry comes straight from the soul and that is eternal. Thank you for sharing this insightful offering. Love and peace to you. Regis
I love this, Bhuwan, and who could have done the topic more justice than a poet such as yourself who conveys a world of meaning by following the trail of the simplest concept that others would dismiss with a flick of the hand...
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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for in its simplicity is its complexity...
portrays this flawlessly.
~ Mari
It truly is a "marathon towards our destiny"!;-)
Love, Eileen
Poetry is like an abstract picture of the mind.
Good job on this one, Bhuwan!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Bobbi
Where private thoughts ignate with fire
Poetry is the air exhaled
When ink is kissed on paper pale
you have me inspired :)
pax A
bravo senor!
Well done, excellent poet.
You have captured the 'inner' core of verse.
Love Tinka