To write a poem I dreamed an undreamed dream The woods in France deformed by dead young men A nightmare complex in its perplexed themes
In our dream the narrative has means To make those killed communicate again To write a poem I dream an undreamed dream
Later, in another war, trains steam To take the “insect” Jew, no longer “man.” A nightmare simple in its evil themes
The little pearls we half see, as we scheme The evasions we ignored but which remained. We read a poem, we dream an undreamed dream
Who we are and who we might have been At 4 am in isolated pain The Nightmare Complex, come to share your screams
Can any see the world as poets aimed To recreate the moment where we change? To write a poem embodies sufferers’ dreams Nightmares dark and piercing,mobs that maim
Who am i The one who writes? The confluence of streams Of DNA and lies Breed evil in many hearts People Bust into the Capitol Shots were fired Let’s keep streaming Out to sea. I may not exist But I have a view I don’t like these actions Nor mobs who would kill The world in turmoil watches Democracy is clear Hitler didn’t have TV cameras It must matter. But see Jesus No exemptions The weak Get it
Yout letter seems to overflow with rage The reservoir of hatred has emerged The loving kindness vanished without trace
I cannot see the mirror of your face You used me to contain your anger’s surge Yout letter, wanton, overflows with rage
Why did you enact your Play in haste? Why treat me so coldly , why me hurt? Your act of love has vanished without trace
Do not tell me I was not your taste You fantasised an image I dispute Yout letter ,sadly, overflows with rage
I hate to see my love was to you waste Free speech applies to both, you can’t refute How could good, true love leave not a trace?
After this, I in my world was mute I could not speak,my heart and soul pursued Yout letter uses words to channel rage You wished to see me naked,this the stage
Postmodern poetics respond to the condition of the world. In an age of instant telecommunications and metropolitan life, the postmodern serial and procedural forms attempt to accommodate the overwhelming diversity of messages and the lapse of a grand order that is replaced by an arbitrary personal order.
I. Language
A. In postmodern poetics, there is a paradigmatic shift from the idea that language is transparent to the disclosure of its physicality, its intimacy, its obdurate persistence, and its paradoxical fragility. (M 43)
B. Reader¡Xpoem:
The reader’s position is contingent upon the poem and the poem¡¦s existence hinges upon the reader and the varieties of knowledge the reader brings to the poem¡KThe adequation of thing and sign has lapsed with the realization of the arbitrary condition of language. (M 43)
II. Self
A. Contemporary poetry:
1. Contemporary poetry positions its perspectives from a persona (who is often autobiographic) within a defined narrative structure. 2. Contemporary poetry avoids self-criticism and establishes itself as a singled unified voice. (M 48)
B. Postmodern poetry:
1. Postmodernist poetics suggests an ongoing reinterpretation of the self in the context of others. It specifically investigates the ethical-or self-critical capacity of language and its relationship to identity. (M 46)2. The critique of the privileged and entitled ¡§I¡¨ is central to postmodern poetics. While not a wholesale endorsement of many theoretic claims to he death of the author or the abandonment of intention, postmodern poetry nonetheless insists on a re-visioning of the authorial voice and its reception. (M 46)
How my heart sings 