Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Poem of praise/prays

Possible ode topics
April
april
cupcakes
the girl who used to bake cupcakes like a mad woman
the guy who sits in front of me in my contemporary literary class
Mater Fob (wonder where I got that idea)
my mother
Statler and Waldorf
John Cusack
Anonymous, phunny Phanny, and Kapka for their responses

I've spent the evening and now today trying to think of a subject for an ode. And I think part of the problem is that, in a way, every poem I write is meant to look at the subject from a critical perspective. Very rarely do I write a poem of praise, because well, they usually turn out very bad. Very very bad. (Add intensifiers to my list.)

On a less personal note, but still important, is that I think poetry is no longer the place for a proper ode. Watching New York Doll last night, about bassist Arthur "Killer" Kane was, in fact, watching an ode. Film is a more appropriate medium for an ode because it's able to more effectively present someone.

Which reminds me: go see New York Doll. I'll go with you. It was a little heavy-handed in places, but it really was a beautiful/brilliant piece.

6 comments:

KapkaVictim said...

Well, duh.

Anything is better than poetry for just about anything.

But only "just about."

Master Fob said...

I vote for intensifiers. Or Master Fob. Or perhaps an ode to intensifiers, using Master Fob as an analogy:

O Intensifier,
Thou master of intensifying
Like Master Fob is
The master of fobbing,
Please intensify my speech
The way Master Fob
Intensifies Fob.
And please,
O Intensifier,
Use thyself
Very very very
Very
Infrequently,
As infrequently
Even
As Master Fob
Should attempt
Poetry.

There. I wrote it for you. Read the first letters of each line to find a hidden message.

Master Fob said...

Oh, and do you like the concreteness of my concrete poetry? It's the Salt Lake City skyline, turned sideways.

Tolkien Boy said...

I didn't know the Master Fob wrote poetry.

*Reads poem.*

I didn't know Master Fob wrote poetry.

Phunny Phanny said...

I'd go with John Cusack -- or your mother. She's probably one of the anonymous blog responders anyway

Th. said...

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How is it that I have never seen this before?

I'm weeping. I don't know what's wrong with the rest of you.

 

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