So true. I find myself writing to the same title. It's scary when I don't remember writing the first poem. But you always commented, making it worthwhile.



Merry Christmas.

Ron

The creation of poetry is not unlike landscape and portraiture painting: The creators offer their impressions of the subject, not photographic representations. This is somewhat akin to commenting that "It was rather warm today" vis-a-vis "The high temperature today reached 82 degrees Fahrenheit," one being a conclusionary impression, the other being a statistical calibration. The impression is subject to interpretation; the calibration reports a statistical fact.

As one might suspect, impressions vary from person to person and from time to time, often reflective of such delicacies as mood-of-the-day.

An interesting observation, Eileen, one that most of us are aware of but have not taken the time to bring to the surface. Of course, as your "The Premise of a Poem" points out, my perception of this posting may change following a domestic dispute or other influencing factor.

Have a nice day, everyone--whatever that means.

Richard

I think the emotions within a poem can differ greatly, depending upon the emotional state of the reader that day...
peace and love, Carole~

Say, you are happy when you decide to read a few poems from your peers and you comment/review them with a light heart and full of optimism, but then, on a day of having foul humor and worse mood, you decide to read a few poems from your peers to take your mind away from whatever dark place, and you read it with pessimism, heavy heart and your comment/review isn't fair.
So you see? the premise of a poem can be like rain falling on a desert or in a bed of thirsty flowers.

Georg

I think the logic of the poem shall remain the same but the perceptions or people´s taste and outlook towards that poem changes with the change of time. GBQ.
abdi-noor

a good poem says many different things to different people yet its premise should remain intact, though the analysis of the premise varies on the mood, and present mental state of the reader ...

as time stirs and changes the formulation of our ideals, our fears, our aspirations -- our perceptions also are altered, 'tis true -- just as surely as we view an old photograph of ouselves and remark, this can't be me -- peace and love Eileen -- JMW

yep, we change and dont change because time has passed, the poems words dont change, unless they are edited - whenever, they mean whatever they mean for whomever reads them! yep, indeed Eileen, readers (and the writer) help themselves to meanings - writers post their words, and are completely understood rarely, people read and think they understand completely, much less rarely... :o) The Premise of a poem, is interesting, The Premise for posting or commenting also - reading is where it is at i think xx oh, and writing of course! :o) (editing also, i´ve got sunstroke, and may delete this comment when i come to my senses!! lol, cheers for the read :o)

You have not changed, still you are a poet/romanticist & you will be forever & ever, time infinitum...e

Very interesting and astute observations, Eileen.

You're right. Liz

Eileen, good poetry has a life of its own. -gene.

You are right Jerry, it is we who change, but I guess poetry seems so alive to me that its message makes it seem like its own instead of mine;-)

I can't agree, Eileen . . . What we wrote then is still viable when we read it now . . . the fact that "we" have changed does not mean that the words we wrote and the thoughts we had when we wrote them are null and void . . . The poem remains the same . . . Now you can allow a different set of people to read these poems, or even the same one who read them in the first place and they might interpret them differently than they did then. Same rule applies . . . "They" have changed, not the poem . . . One guy's opinion . . .

Dear Eileen,

You invigorate the senses with each carefully chosen word, each carefully chosen verse - it exhilarates to the nines!!


Hugs and love,

Lance

Well said, Eileen, I go over the poems I've written a few short years ago (being new to the poetry game and all), and I am amazed by the changes and different meanings to different people: and yet, you've been here, through them all. Thank you. :)

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Very true, very true

I doubt I would leave the same comment if a poem was posted a second time. I have enough trouble just commenting on any poem so I'm sure I may look at it differently.

So true eileen
this excellently composed piece
reminds me that at time, I check
my index and come across a poem
I myself thought it to be beside myself.
and came across a folder with unposted poetry
Wondering should hold on to them or post them
My secret weapons........lol
Love & peace be with you

William

so true!
Cryssa

Interesting. I have re-posted (unbeknownst to the reader) 3 writes over the last year, out of curiosity, to see how the subject matter would be assimilated 2 years out from the original posting. It amazed me how differently the very same people read and cogitated the same write.
Blessings ...

SO very true Eileen!!

Love Tinka

What an insight this is...we don't realize how much we change sometimes until we read something we wrote when we felt so differently. Well done my friend. Love and hugs, Bonnie

It does seem that way, doesn't it. Like a favorite movie that never tires you - somehow sends a new message with every viewing.