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anti-sound.
Contributed by
_myonlyone_
on
Monday, 29th August 2005 @ 07:19:41 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Chuckles bust
beneath blueberry skies,
glass bubbles swelling to the breaking point
and she swings through his unwords,
(inner-kid, anti-goat)
coming through the farmyard,
not necessarily unwanted.
Clothes aren’t for eating.
But words can be.
At least, he signifies this
through the dancing of hands,
thumb down, palm out
in the manner of unhearing.
Love is more than sound.
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_myonlyone_
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2005-08-29 19:19:41] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: anti-sound.
(User Rating: 1 ) by _myonlyone_ on
Monday, 29th August 2005 @ 08:21:46 PM AEST (User
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If you look closely, this is actually three poems.
1) The whole thing.
2) The odd lines.
3) The even lines. |
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Re: anti-sound.
(User Rating: 1 ) by emokid on
Monday, 29th August 2005 @ 10:23:10 PM AEST (User
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this is about a deaf person that is in love with a hearing person I think
Ian the emokid |
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Re: anti-sound.
(User Rating: 1 ) by _myonlyone_ on
Tuesday, 30th August 2005 @ 11:52:27 AM AEST (User
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Ignore my original comment. I'm an idiot, and posted this on the wrong poem
Oh, and Ian the emo kid, you're pretty much right about the poem content. |
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Re: anti-sound.
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 30th August 2005 @ 06:11:57 PM AEST (User
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This doesn't have a meaning. Why should I have to figure anything out? Why should you have to provide clues to 'unlock' the meaning in subcomments, which in actuality, give no further coherence to the piece at all?
If this were to start with the last line, then you might have a chance of having me understand what the hell you're going on about. Poems aren't meant to be puzzles. They are meant to be transparencies through which we can understand what meaning you're trying to convey, no matter whether it be by sign, speech or the written word.
Try out your deafness themes again, please.
Keep writing.
N_F
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