“the poetic genius is the only true man” walt whitman and william blake seem to believe that. any thoughts?
I am sam.
Sam I am.
That Sam I am. That Sam I am.
I do not like that Sam I am.
Do you like Green Eggs and Ham?
Dr. Seuss is more of a man than witman and blake ever dreamed of being. but poets die immediately after lawyers.
-Imp
There was once was a man from Nantucket
Who kept all his cash in a bucket
but his daughter named nan,
ran away with a man,
as for the bucket, nantucket
Poetic genius
Kropotkin
I’ve never seen a purple cow,
I hope I never see one,
But I can tell you here and now,
I’d rather see than be one.
A poem from unknown after “one smoke” too many
Hey! didle diddle
The cat and the fiddle
the cow jumped over the moon
the little dog laughed
to see such sport
while the dish ran away with the spoon
Kropotkin
genius poetry takes honesty,silliness only corrupts your personality.
dr.seus is dr.noose,he strangles the minds of the young,
letting them suffocate on delusional images and sick memories,
he should have been recognized as the most evil modern writer ever.
that wasn’t the peom,but here is a peice i made:
allpoetry.com/Poem/1845393
‘silliness only corrupts your personality’
- what about all the innocently stupid people?
Perhaps you have had had to find ignorance the hard way…by learning it…most silly people are ignorant the easy way…they already knew it…Silliness is actually quite beautiful…it knows when to laugh…it knows when it is taken to seriously…and taken something more seriously…
Silly laughs at bad jokes.
Silly corrupts the dour and mute bunch.
Silly walks with stilts into a Holy Church.
Silly has a funny way of being serious.
Silly teaches night classes in Absolute Laughter.
Silly sorts the wit from the chaff.
Silly understands well that ignorance corrupts.
Silly lasts all night, wears everyone out
recovers first from the hangover
of seriousness
Colinsign,
Excellent!
More silliness:
‘Twas brillig,
and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe,
all mimsy were the borogroves,
and the mome raths outgrabe’
–Lewis Carroll.
The kind of stuff that Alan Watts called “the essential glorious nonsense that is at the heart of the world…”
The Poet is often a polymath and as such very close to a tree of knowledge.
The philosopher and the poet - are very much close brothers and sisters…
The poet practices poetry as an excersize.
Lyrical weight lifting.
It’s a self indulgent game of hide the metaphor, but it’s oh so fun.
Language is metaphor. Signifieds and signifiers.
How, without poetry, can one philosophize?
Easily
One cannot philosophize without metaphors though.
Indeed, ‘deep’ thought…
old_gobbo… to be able to construct a valid counter argument one first needs to ask the question; what is philosophy?
some of you might have the image of some old men in white robes sitting around in Greece talking, yet others an image of people in suits inside a stuffy room filled with tobacco smoke. Both of these could be called metaphors to philosophy.
of course they are so very wrong…
it all depends on how you define philosophy, only then can statements about it be made, if philosophy is to create metaphors for reality, then of course your statement would be true. and if you have that defenition of philosophy then that can only take you as far as you want to go.
just throwing it out there, philosophy is the process of using reason in order to understand the unreasonable.
about that poem…
four lines
to open my mind
a notion to send
an abrubt end