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What are the ways to make your poems spread to the audience?
Hi and my regards to everyone, poem is a way to express yourself and the surroundings that influence you in many ways. There have been poets that have touched either of us and on which I believe that we get inspired to write poetry. One of my favorites is Sir William Wordsworth of whose Daffodils was a great work. I have too some of written poems which I believe will be a pleasure to hear. What are the different ways that one can use to spread their works to the audience?
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That was indeed a nice poem by Williams and would recommend everyone to have a look at that if they are unknown to it. My cousin has a poetic side too other than his student routine and recently he had mentioned about poetry visualized where the members review the poems posted by other members, either in text or audio and give a touch of their own in terms of graphics, video, paintings and lots of other creative things that suits the poem. It is a splendid way to see your work in a visualized manner as there is belief that people remember the visual scenes more than the audio ones and I believe that this will make your poem more noticed.
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BOOOOOOOOOTS!!!
*lobs a frag and fires rifle rapidly* |
They're...evolving.
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:zomg:
I KNOW RIGHT? These bots are like... talking to each other..... :sigh: Instead of just spamming a post with a whole bunch of links... they talk to each to seem more legit... GG spammers. |
Their grammar is absolutely atrocious...which makes them seem like real posters. Really quite a marvel of adaptation and camouflage. I also think its amusing that the second "poster" said "Williams" instead of "Wordsworth." I do like the poem referenced, though. One of the few that I have memorized. Great imagery.
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee; A poet could not be but gay, In such a jocund company! I gazed—and gazed—but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils. |
I'm not a fan of poetry myself. Seems a bit roundabout way to express yourself if you ask me. But :zomg: at these new bots.
@Bela: I read your post as "Boots" and didn't really get it. Oh well. |
The descriptiveness of poetry is kinda the point of the mode of expression. The most direct way to relay the above poem is "Flowers are pretty." We could chant in monotone, but jazz is a much more exciting, descriptive way to use the medium.
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It's poetry and modern art that get me down actually, because most poems and paintings are judged by the poet/artist rather than by the poem/painting. For example, if it wasn't Wordsworth and say, me who posted that poem saying it was my creation, would it be appreciated as much as it is now?
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All writers and artists had to start from obscurity at one point.
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