buffjoonie
I've decided to finally end my poetry book. It's been alot of years and a lot of cringe poems that I tried to make artsy.
I think I'll start posting explanations for some of the poems I like after this. And if someday I rekindle my inner poet I may make another book.
Till then the explanations are what's on my mind, but I'm also conflicted because I think the uncertainty of art is what makes it beautiful.
Everyone reads the same sentences and stanzas but the poem is different for everyone. I think a reader makes the decision of calling those words as poetry so to break that moment would be really off putting.
But then again maybe some insight from the writers perspective may encourage someone to see the poems in a new light¿