Poetry Becomes of Age?


Has poetry become of age,
Shaking off the role of sage,
Of fool, of minstrel, through endless times,
Using meter, form and rhymes?

Stepping to another time,
Many no longer using rhyme,
Verses spoken, clear of thought,
No defense, no danger fraught.

A vessel touching those around,
A simple thought, a view profound,
A life well lived or one of struggle
Bed down well, together snuggle.

Simply stated, styled or formed,
Respect and understanding earned,
As each relate to what is said,
As individuals resonate.

For what is yours may not be mine,
Each of us our way to shine,
Some like it cold, some like it hot,
Yet good words written forgotten not.

Touching heart, rousing soul,
Describing new a way to go,
Poetry in all its forms,
Brightening days and challenging norms.


Β© Copyright 2015 Robin McShane
As per this blog’s copyright statement


21 comments on “Poetry Becomes of Age?

  1. Rob, the wonderful thing about poetry is that it can migrate to other vistas, such as advertizing (always the cynic) and, heaven forfend, prose. (I don’t think Cynthia will find poetry comfortably ensconced in the seat of prose to be an apostasy, What about you?)

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    • So true! Poetry can take on many guises, flavours and even camouflage (if we don’t keep our wits about us!). For myself, I don’t consider poetry prose as apostasy – if there is no poetry to detect and feel, then it’s really just prose, is it not? If one obfuscates poetic syntax, then it cannot still be poetry, surely?
      I do enjoy many different poetic styles – good writing remains good writing (which, I believe is subjective to all parties – writer and reader) – and good rhyme remains good rhyme! πŸ™‚


  2. I think that poetry, as a serious literary genre, may always be mostly an interest of a few, rather than masses of people. It used to belong to the folk, and was mostly oral. (that’s where we got such devices as rhyme—made it easier for the bards to commit it to memory.) With the sophistication of adding an intellectual element, ordinary people were cut off from it ( except for greeting card doggerel) and it eventually became the province of the academics, who (you’re right, Laine) killed it. Sappy emotional poetry is still a “discovery” of young people in love, and the teenage flirtation with poetry is soon killed by cynics and academics. What the academics didn’t destroy, the “confessional” poets finished off, with their constant hyper-personal, self-absorbed stuff that nobody wants to hear. It takes a high degree of literacy and a passion for language itself to be “into” poetry…..and these are not the strengths of our time.


    • Interestingly, we are seeing a resurgence in SA, amongst the youth (late teens to early thirties) of poetry reading – especially amongst the lyricists and song writers. As you say Cynthia, it is a small group – never the masses – but maybe this harks back to the day of the bards and will bring poetry back to the people. Wouldn’t that be exciting?!


  3. I don’t know, Rob. Teenagers love to challenge the status-quo but based on my experiences as a teacher, I find they hate poetry with a passion. It’s too up or too down they say, and can’t relate to it at all. I fear poetry has become the dusty art of the academics who murdered her.

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    • Thank you Cynthia – you’re very kind. I wonder if there is a fashion anymore. As you say, there seems to be room for everything and it also appears there are readers who enjoy one or all the varieties! πŸ™‚


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