So here it is:
I don't like poetry. I never have. I just always feel that I can't connect with it. Maybe it's a defect in myself, maybe I'm just a more novel-associated reader, maybe my parents didn't love me enough. How can I know?
Fact of the matter is, I liked some of the poems I read for this assignment. I was planning on just writing a reflection based on the questions Anne posted, but I have just been wrestling with my own thoughts.
How can I suddenly like these poems? I mean, I've enjoyed a few poems in the past, but this disjointed awkward way of writing just connects with me.
Why do I like these? Is it purely because they're different? I don't think so.
Here's where I've gotten: I'm a reader, writer, musician and photographer. I react to text, sound and pictures/visual representations. I think that's why I loved the Blue Velvet piece from Tuesday's assignment. It brought everything together.
My mind was blown looking through the poems and knowing some of the values the poem was about to reveal just by the structure.
Sorry if this was ranty, just needed to put it down on paper...ur...screen?
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