¿What is a poem?
Humans are emotion and we use writing to capture that sensitivity, simple simple acts, the use of words is understood by the psychological emotion that we have shared through them, the intimacy that these words produce is an emotional experience far superior to everything else. found in the course of our existence. The poet discovers how to use the words in the aesthetic sense of the readers, which results in dazzling and almost magical psychological emotion in the public, an essence, a truth, an artistic emotion. Poetry has an aesthetic effect that alludes to personal emotion, so many choose their poets, some of love, others of passion, others of hate ...
Many centuries ago people had access to writing, poets had power and fame for the so-called cultured people, from the peaceful to the agitated, the poets are now many, it is modified and ambiguity is created, the verse becomes dark, invincible, the music left the simple and moved away from the dance, the poetry moved away from the clarity, the poet is a human being, he does not move away from social perceptions.
Reason and science can not explain we are subject to artistic emotions poetic language is art that is why their work is sold makes feelings possible. The natural and simple poetry disappeared since the modern world is complex and contradictory, so one is lost or confused, poetry has left transparency now it is contradictory and dark.
Example of this:
For one look at a world
for a smile I love you.
This other way:
The querter way
is to let you love yourself.
The effort of contradiction is different, the distance is greater in both poems, due to the context of the time and time.
Publishers are now betting on the novel, but poetry still sells very well.
We are too poor to save, we are too poor for those ...
The verses have that power, they are golden years where words are captured in people's minds, it is like a painting that is admired and each word is subject to interpretation. Poetry is a journey through time, in feelings, in moments. That for me is the definition of poetry.
Poets like Bukowski
Many followers love Bukowski, however, he is a great unknown to many, because his work is as great as he is, without a doubt his character as a drunk, brothel, bland worker who dedicated a large part of his life to work in jobs of shit as the name itself.
He is an anti-hero, his character is rough, sour, rude, meaningless, out of hatred of life and love of alcohol and prostitutes, resentful, his pen is influenced by the city where he lived, Los Angeles, United States, his style is frequently copied. Today he is one of the most influential writers in the dirty realism genre. Of the dozens of books of poems and short stories by him we are going to talk about a short, extravagant, direct, dirty poem that above all makes you think, above all that, makes you think.
The literary current of dirty realism is street language, related to the environment without embellishment, it focuses on marginal issues, that is, poor people who are trapped in vices, which we somehow visualize in crime novels, people who are not accepted by society or minorities such as blacks or homosexuals, morals and good manners in dirty realism are reflected from the slums, feelings and contexts these characters the aforementioned, the augue of the 70s or 80s he was leaving the hippie environment sexual liberation was kept in mind, the contraceptive pill was invented, he took on dirty realism, somehow that realism his main objective in terms of his writing a minimalist aspect, lacks words of love and beauty if it does not focus on the facts as they are, the languages are not ornate but direct.
Destroying the poem oh yeah
There are worse things than being alone
Here the writer begins the poem by saying that there are worse things, than being alone, in a society where we live, that loneliness is a symbol of failure at that time and many more always have been, from this point of view it makes us reflect that there are worse things, since loneliness in many cases is a virtue.
But it often takes decades to figure it out.
We submit to the terrible justice of time, we often realize, sometimes not, many people are like numbers that do not take into account that loneliness is sometimes more than a virtue, happiness is lived in their way of life, that be with a partner that the necessary thing is always the fights and the terrible agony of routine.
and more often when it happens it is too late and there is nothing worse than too late.
Too late is terrible, what the writer wants to tell us in plain and simple language is not to waste time on anything you are not sure of. That you play it safe, to what you always like and that if you are alone it is not a reason for failure but a constant struggle for success, the message is simple, wake up.
