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2005-11-03 12:29 PM I want to hear a poem about revolution "[...] I want to hear a poem where ideas kiss similies so deeply that metaphors get jealous;
where the subject matters so much, the adjectives start holding pro-noun rallies at city hall.[...] "[...] Because I want to guess your favourite colour and craft rhyme schemes out of thin air; I want to hear a poem about why the statute of limitations for rape is only five years. I want to hear a poem. I want to feel a poem. I want to taste a poem.[...]" -from "I Want to Hear a Poem" by Steve Colman. I fell in love with this a couple of years ago and was so pleased to find it again. It is powerful and is an example of poetry as something to be heard and not just read. Poetry as performance art. And one of my favourite pieces that has not lost it's charm with repeated listenings. Discussed with a friend whether this (not just this poem but slam poetry in general) is a legacy of the Beat poets, and in particular, Ginsberg's "Howl". It's a stretch, I know. You can read "Howl" a thousand times but until you hear Ginsberg reciting it with that montone-monotone-monotone almost sermonesque quality until part II when he begins the rant of Moloch.. Not until you've heard that do you fully appreciate his words, the structure of the poem. (At least I didn't and I had adored the poem for ages before I listened to it. Perhaps that's just me?) Regardless. I've set up "I Want to Hear a Poem" for download here if you'd like to have a listen yourself. It's about 1.6MB, relatively small. *if that link expires, comment or email and I'll happily reseed it for you. If, on the other hand, you want to hear Ginsberg reading "Howl", I can upload that as well.. it's closer to 10 MB though, so depending on your connection.. whatever. You want it? I got it and it's no problem to get it to you, just let me know: email, comment, IM. There's so much more I want to say about poetry.. the Beats, the Babarians, the Renegades, the Slammers.. Maybe it's too late already. Instead, I'll leave this for now: The Saddest Man on Earth... ignored how the rain felt as he left home for the last time Wore down his boot heels searching for the woman of his dreams but never understood that life is a woman Lived in a town where sadness was illegal and where grinning cops ticketed his face so often that he lost his license to cry The saddest man on Earth tuned guitars but couldn't play them cheated the IRS of his own refund fathered a child who thought she saw him in perfect strangers yet didn't recognize him face to face I met him once in a bar toasting the mirror with his stare He had come south to start life over He was a Mozart of silence -Alan Kaufman soundtrack: The Beta Band - "Dry the Rain" Read/Post Comments (26) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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