Caroleena has been writing evocative poetry on her My Tribe cyber-space, the kind that makes you go, "Hmmmm!" Having passable talent with the written word, and absolutely no talent with poetry (owing to my German Heritage and being an American Man, really not much practice at being "in-touch" with my feelings), I absolutely adore Caroleena for articulating emotions often left unsaid. Fortunately, there are Caroleena's and others out there so I don't have to be talented with poetry, I can just enjoy poetry with an appreciative ear.
So, what poetry have I been enjoying lately? I've been surfing 'You Tube' for some slam poetry. For those of us pretty new to slam poetry, I'm going to blatantly steal from Wikipedia - "Slam poetry is a postmodern performance poetry, a form of spoken word performed at a competitive poetry event, called a "slam", at which poets perform their own poems (or, in rare cases, those of others) that are "judged" on a numeric scale by randomly picked members of the audience." Without pidgeon-holing slam poetry, there are definite connections to hip-hop culture especially in many of the poets' styles and cadences. Check out the following video from You Tube.
I'm not sure of my reaction to creating a competition from this art form, it seems almost antithetical to the spirit of poetry, but I enjoy the fervor, passion and energy of the poets. I'll definitely be attending a slam sometime in the near future.
My favorite form of poetry, of course, is music. So, I'll just include a few sets of lyrics that I've been listening to lately.
Third Eye Blind, Motorcyce Drive By - "You smile and say the world doesn't fit with you. I don't believe you, you're so serene. Careening through the universe. Your axis on a tilt, you're guiltless and free I hope you take a piece of me with you." This bit of poetry reminds me of so many women I have come to love - Caroline, Julie, Gail, Donna, and the rolodex goes on.
Ani DiFranco, Out of Habit - "Art is why I get up in the morning but my definition ends there and it doesn't seem fair that I'm living for something I can't even define, there you are right there, in the mean time." The entire song is a melange of phrases and feelings set to exceptional guitar skills. I've always wanted to live as if art were the reason I get up in the morning...viva la boheme.
Rocky Votolato, Suicide Medicine - "Is it the red wire or the blue wire, just pick one and cut, it just doesn’t matter anymore…" Another song of metaphor and some disturbing imagery. I like to put this on when I'm very stressed...it helps me destress.
Postal Service, Brand New Colony - "I want to take you far away from the cynics in this town and kiss you on the mouth. We'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene." This song...I think of Rusty.
So, friends, enjoy poetry this month and ignore my unjustified disdain for special interest months.
Other Stuff
Lenette and Carol had a great post Mardi Gras party. A few pics to give you a sense of the revelry. Pic 1: Big Pappa VooDoo and La Papillon

Pic 2: Di in a dress! Who woulda thunk it?

Pic 3: Evil or good? Who knows?

Quick other news:
- My last day for Wake County is June 15th, no I don't have a job in the bay area (but have an interview next month)
- Rusty is coming for a visit April 26. yeah.
OK, friends, enjoy National Poetry Month and all of the things that make Spring special!
3 comments:
excellent post! that guy reading the poem is really great! i think i'd like a copy of that poem. I'll have to look him up. And i'll definitely have to check out that song by the Postal Service. :)
This is an excellent post Walt. You're such a good writer. I wish you would write poetry. I bet it would be good. That note you left on my poem "His Kiss" made me AND my mom both cry it was so sweet. Rusty is so lucky. As are you. I love you both so much.
I also love you for saying such sweetness about me in your blog post. It has totally made my whole day. I also loved all the poetry stuff and the video of the slam piece. (I never thought about checking out YouTube for stuff like that. You're brilliant!) Check out this Wordsworth poem put to rap:
http://www.golakes.co.uk/wordsworthrap/
And Ani DeFranco is amazing. Her song lyrics knock my socks off. I just discovered her a couple of years ago and I just love love love her writing. I want to write like her.
I totally agree about judging poetry. That's crazy. Judging art!?! What? Ugh. I actually wrote a poem about what I DON'T like about slam poetry. Let me share it with you now. It's called
Slamming Slam Poetry
Rage, rage, rage
against the shallow talent
of vigorous repetition
off and on
vigorous repetition
off and on
vigorous repetition
off and on
bombastic
stereotyped
top of the lung delivery
of vigorous repetition
mouthing off
mouthing on and on and on
bombastic exclamations, declarations and verbal mastications
of raw but rhythmic
vigorous repetition
Slam!
to shut,
to throw,
to hit,
to sharply criticize
Slam!
to strike,
to bash,
to clout
Slam!
to close violently,
to strike violently,
to dance violently
Slam!
to hurl
with violence
Judges judging
But it’s not about the scores
All this scoring
Not about the scores
All this judging
Not about the judges
Judging
poetry
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Finally, I have just told Wake County I am leaving too. I want to get back to writing full time as well as performing and teaching the various things I'm into. I'm not sure how that's going to happen yet exactly but I am going for it anyway. (Which is to say, look out the peephole before answering your door because it might just be me looking for a place to crash!!!)
Thanks again for making my day. You're so sweet. Mwah!!!!
Oh to have pink hair
it's so unfair...
I want to have that lovely hair
the same color as my underwear
Love the Slamming Slam Poetry poem Caroleeena and love your Blog Walter.I've been to a few Slam sessions and mostly/sometimes they make me want to dance. The judging -well that's crazy-I guess it's like a modern day American Bandstand. Wouldn't it be lovely to see Dick Clark with pink hair.
TO: Walt and Caroleena enjoy your next adventures. You are brave
Walter -Khai, Shane and I will see you in CA in August. Be ready to teach Shane that Roostasha song. -Roberta
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