...dude, why split it into so many posts?
In this exhitition you can see pieces of art for display, and use them - if you ish to do so - for you own inner discussion course. You are not allowed to use them in your own works, though.
Believe me, nobody with some semblance of literary competence would want to use them.
Just today I've read a good book by Terry Pratchett - it's "Maskerade". It's not one of my favourirtes, but still interesting - if you read between the lines.
Right now, I feel ashamed to share an interest with you. *shudders*
In Maskerade, for example, I learned a *lot* about masks - and what hey make of people.
I did not only learn the obviously visible things, I also learned what I perceived by reading between the lines. I came to some interesting conclusions about myself and about the world outsde - in internet forums, for example.
*giggles* At least you're amusing.
Whatever you say, buddy.
In the last days, I was almost a witness of two car accidents on what you might call a highway. I said "almost", because it obviously happened only few minutes or seconds before me.
The point is, that without their speed, the car accidents wouldn've happened at all. The cars were simply too fast for their drivers to handle and they didn't notice. They still held the opinion - like millions of others - that they were still capable of that speed. The shape opf their cars proved them wrong.
At this raw fractions of seconds when their cars went out of control, they must've realized that speed was important to anything. At least during that particular moment(s).
Their accidents might've been single, rare incidents, but still they prove there *are* raw moments when speed does matter.
Still stands that "Faster, faster than you can imagine" lacks oomph in poetry. I think it's fair to say that in your head dwells not a single original thought.
Hello, friend. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Doesn't matter to me which language I write. I write, therefore the worde follow
my command. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> It's like painting : The brush follows my hand, not vice versa, honey. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I am an artist; therefore, I am free to change the words to my taste as I see it fit. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I even feel free to change grammar and punctuation to my own taste. :9 I do this because I will do it, and I do not listen to the outcries of people whi consider their taste as "good". I don't care, honey. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
"Omg, I can condescend back at you, and use a lot of smilies - at the end of every single sentence, even! - to show that I don't CARE NEENER NEENER NEENER!11!!"
*golf clap*
Now, first... good writers can break syntactical rules. Split infinitives, write in sentence fragments, and so on and so forth. This is because they know the rules. Like... oh, e.e. cummings. You? Not a good writer, nor do you know the rules. Sorry. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" /> No, "omg I'm artistic!1!!" isn't a valid excuse for piss-poor poetry. You see, you can smear animal manure all over a canvas and claim that it is art, and when someone walks by and goes "Eeew," you can indeed claim that, well, the manure follows your... er, paintbrush. But it'll still remain manure, no matter how pretentious you get about it.
I find it curious that, out of the whole post, you only picked out those two bits to dispute, by the way. So! Are we in agreement that the poem in question is tasteless and all-around hackneyed?
