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My mind seems to have become a kind of machine...

Couldn't have said it any better...

"Up to the age of thirty, or beyond it, poetry of many
kinds . . . gave me great pleasure, and even as a
schoolboy I took intense delight in Shakespeare,
especially in the historical plays. I have also said that
formerly pictures gave me considerable, and music very great delight. But now for many years I cannot endure to read a line of poetry: I have tried lately to read Shakespeare, and found it so intolerably dull that it nauseated me. I have also almost lost my taste for picture or music . . . My mind seems to have become a kind of machine for grinding general laws out of large collections of facts, but why this should have caused the atrophy of that part of the brain alone, on which the higher tastes depend, I cannot conceive . . . If I had to live my life again, I would
have made a rule to read some poetry and listen to some music at least once every week; for perhaps the parts of my brain now atrophied would thus have been kept active through use. The loss of these tastes is a loss of happiness, and may possibly be injurious to the intellect, and more
probably to the moral character, by enfeebling the emotional part of our nature." 

--Charles Darwin

son of parnas
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

The full text: http://charles-darwin.classic-literature.co.uk/the-life-and-letters-of-charles-darwin-volume-i/ebook-page-41.asp

Mr Jack
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

"If I had to live my life again, I would have made a rule to read some poetry and listen to some music at least once every week; for perhaps the parts of my brain now atrophied would thus have been kept active through use. The loss of these tastes is a loss of happiness, and may possibly be injurious to the intellect, and more
probably to the moral character, by enfeebling the emotional part of our nature." 

Great!
Thank you!, son of parnas. Thanks!

Indian Perspective...
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

What Life is About:

Life isn't about keeping score.
It's not about how many friends you have
Or how accepted you are.
Not about if you have plans this weekend or if you're alone.
It isn't about who you're dating, who you used to date,
how many people you've dated, or if you haven't been
with anyone at all.
It isn't about who you have kissed,
It isn't about who your family is or
how much money they have
Or what kind of car you drive.
Or where you are sent to school.
It's not about how beautiful or ugly you are.
Or what clothes you wear, what shoes you have on,
Or what kind of music you listen to.
It's not about if your hair is blonde, red, black, or brown,
Or if your skin is too light or too dark.
Not about what grades you get how smart you are, how smart
everybody else thinks you are, or how smart
standardized tests say you are.
It's not about what clubs you're in or how good
you are at "your" sport.
It's not about representing your whole being on a piece of
paper and seeing who will "accept the written you."

Life just isn't.

Life is about who you love and who you hurt.
It's about who you make happy or unhappy purposely.
It's about keeping or betraying trust.
It's about friendship, used as a sanctity or as a weapon.
It's about what you say and mean, maybe hurtful, maybe heartening.
It's about starting rumors and contributing to petty gossip.
It's about what judgments you pass and why.
And who your judgments are spread to.
It's about who you've ignored with full control and intention.
It's about jealousy, fear, ignorance, and revenge.
It's about carrying inner hate and love, letting it grow
and spreading it.
But most of all, it's about using your life to touch or poison
other people's hearts in such a way that could have
never occurred alone.
Only you choose the way those hearts are affected, and those vchoices are what life's all about

Indian Perspective...
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

I've never liked Shakespeare, or poetry.

AMS
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

OMFG hand me a kleenex, I think I'm going to splooge.

.
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Methinks Darwin may have been a considerably happier man if he'd eaten a few grams of mushrooms every once in a while.

But that's just me.

BadgerBadgerBadger
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

I can't stand poetry.

I can at least ignore the properly written stuff. But this recent trend towards poetry that has neither ryhme nor meter is just horrible. It's basically just prose but without sentence structure. And the worst of it is the sheer amount of it. Everyone and their dog seem to think they can write poetry in that style and it's all such utter, utter drivel. These are people who can't write prose because they can't do sentence structure but now they feel they can write poetry instead. Blerg.

I don't quite see how poetry can decline further without abandoning a need to actually form "words" altogether and simply throwing letters onto the page.

Katie Lucas
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

    mind as a machine
poetry serving that mind
that doesn't make sense

Greg Hurlman
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

I always thought that
haikus are especially
dumb and annoying

muppet
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

  I don't mind haiku
It speaks eloquently too
But dies in the wind

Tayssir John Gabbour
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Many people throughout history have written poems.
Some good, some bad.
Time passes.
We remember the good ones.

devinmoore.com
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

my nipples are like
fulcrums for the magnetic
field of the earth, dude

muppet
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

>I don't quite see how poetry can decline further without abandoning a need to actually form "words" altogether and simply throwing letters onto the page.

Arguments about the definition of various forms of poetry notwithsdtanding, what you've described has already been done. Take a look at some "concrete poetry" or some of the "L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E" poets (no kidding, that's how they write out the name for their school). Richard Kostelanetz is one current practicioner. I've never understood its charms, myself.

Non-rhyming poetry isn't all that "recent" actually. Classical Greek and Roman poetry rarely rhymed. In most European cultures, rhyme was far less important than meter and rythym, up until the influence of Arabic poetry.

I can only speak from my own experience in American public schools two decades ago, but my exposure to poetry (and literature in general) there was remarkably limited and narrow in its definition.

MSM
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Classical Greek poetry didn't rhyme, but it was rhythmic. Poetry without any rhythm (or rhyme, or tone, or alliteration) is the recent "invention".

.
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

one vote for muppet as poet laureate.

tjk
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

There once was a muppet from nantucket...

hoser
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

one muppet, one show,
his mother was a big sow,
this post from a night owl,


Tuesday, August 31, 2004

If you don't like poetry, there's always verse...

jdm
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

Actually,

Kermit's girl friend, Miss Piggy, is a big sow.

So, using UML one might indicate that Kermit "has a" big sow, but does not derive from big sow.

hoser
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

And, that Kermit inherits from muppet.

hoser
Tuesday, August 31, 2004

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