In this times of despair and relativism...

In this times of despair and relativism, poetry should attempt to express objective and universal ideals rather than subjective feelings.

One thing that has fucked up poetry is intimism. The more subjective the feeling is, the more obscure your poetry becomes, since nobody but you experienced that feeling. Now we have a plague of unintelligible poets.

Also, nobody cares about your fucking feelings

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Agreed, true art is always against the times.

I agree, so much of modern poetry is impenetrable, and then I read a poet as clear as glass and wonder why no one else can do what they're doing

The street poetry of 2pac Shakur

Post examples of what you define as good poetry. Hard mode: no rhymes

Modernists have cut themselves off from spiritual development and so are not inspired by objective truth and beauty. They worship the body and its passions and its lifeless reason instead.

O generation of the thoroughly smug
and thoroughly uncomfortable,
I have seen fishermen picnicking in the sun,
I have seen them with untidy families,
I have seen their smiles full of teeth
and heard ungainly laughter.
And I am happier than you are,
And they were happier than I am;
And the fish swim in the lake
and do not even own clothing.

>muh objective truth

Poetry has always been an art of the false, of dissimulation, of taking language and redirecting it to its own ends, making it refer no longer to the common idea, killing it, and enshrining it as a poetic notion, absolute and universal, but universal in its disappearance.

>Just Lit Opinions

Discretely based

Cryptic and obscure poetry is a problem regardless if it's about the subjective or the universal. Subjectivity, individualism, etc. is the basis of Western society and should not be alien to Western art. It is the truth about us, whereas traditional metaphysics is not.

Oh Brenda
Why did you have to miss that red light
We are gonna miss the movie tonight
You know my boss is already mad
That I gave that discount to your dad

I am for real gonna start a poetry page with shit like this

by far the worst thing i've ever read on this site

Plato would love you guys

How you figure the poetic notion is false?

Plato wanted poets out of his Republic.

>Subjectivity is the basis of Western society
lol no it isn't, and even then it's never been how it is now.

Not all of them, just the overly emotional ones.

It has been false for philosophy, metaphysics, and capital; consequently poesy marches an incendiary path of the annihilation of the true.

why should artists only serve as philosophers propaganda piece.
What's wrong with feelings?
Its what makes us human.

Maybe because you have interpreted 'subjectivity' in a subjective manner. Freedom, democracy, etc. functions presently on the idea of a society of sovereign, autonomous, and individual subjects, even if it is a false one.

lmao poetry is gay

t. prosechad

>What's wrong with feelings?
>Its what makes us human.

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I don't 'get' poetry. Never did. Any poems that'll change that?

poetry is cringe
poetry is cope
poetry is based
and gives one hope

Pls read w gravitas:

How Ladies cry out, “my beef is so clean”
Conjuring thoughts of rose petals agleam
Like the crease on cake at knife’s first slice
A discernible fissure hiding her spice
But woe to the saps tonguing girls’ crevasse
Eating diseases while their dates sext “Yaas!”
Rashes, lesions burn men’s faces quite bright
Medicines laid low by her microbes’ might
Abstaining from whores appears absurd lore
Inviting teases: virgin, cuck or bore
All the while marches Papilloma
Sickening box eaters to basal coma
The next tumescent dongs wave as thick fronds
Colors of sable, sand-dollar and bronze
Harpies shrieking to punish their flowers
Stabbing, drubbing by dick-smithy powers
Toning their snatches with trendy pineapple
Dogs and Juggalos, inside her they dabble
Stirring satyrs and thugs to coitally joust
Paired pistoning peens spraying ‘till so dowsed
Parading creampies to afront authority
Beefed-out snizzes unite in sorority
Their only guide a dick’s golden Magnum
And trilling fizzy queefs their slut’s anthem
Asserting a right for deep-dicked girl guts
Demanding diverse penetrative ruts

brainlet for you
midwit for me
we're all cucks
to poetry

Rhymes objectively make poetry better