Scraps for thought
Hmmm, just a thought.
Who or what do you think of when someone mentions poetry? Do you see it as a rebellious, blunt and daring younger brother of the grown up, calm and collected bigger brother prose? Or is prose a towering wordy monster and poetry is a smart little pet that can be tamed and lives in your pocket? Is it a bitesized beautiful nugget of gold that you can take everywhere with you?
I’m very curious as to whether people still think of the old classic tomes like Shakespeare, Oscar Wilde and even Roman poets like Catullus when hearing the word, or think about poems as text being downloaded onto iPods and mobile phones for a rehash of the timeless medium. Do you still think the best poems rhyme?
Please leave comments here. I’d be glad to read them.