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Pablum (a Comment)
Utter...
load of treacly
tripe meant to elicit
manufactured false emotion.
Horseshit.
— unknown
Nice, but not a cinquain, asswad.
— aforbing
This poem...
A load of crap.
Hallmark card-like drivel.
Wonderbread and processed cheeze-whiz.
Pablum.
Happy now?
--asswad.
ps. asswad made me laugh out loud. :P
— mangina
PS:
I usually love your poems. Just not this one. (Hey, it is poetry critical, after all.)
— mangina
ABOUT CINQUAINS
Perhaps as early as in 1909, the shy and sensitive Adelaide Crapsy had read A Hundred Verses from Old Japan, William N. Porter's translations of the Hyakunin Isshu anthology and From the Eastern Sea by Yone Nogushis. In Adelaide's notebook she lists eleven tanka and eight haiku she had translated from Antholgie de la littérature japonaise des origines au XX siécle from Marcel Revon. So influenced, she developed her own poetic system which she then called cinquain.
These short, unrhymed poems consisting of twenty-two syllables distributed as 2, 4, 6, 8, 2, in five lines were related to but not copied from Japanese literary styles. Though she devised this form in 1909 - 1910, most of the fifteen poems she saved were written between 1911 and 1914. An early death at 37 from tuberculosis prevented her from exploring the genre further.
— mangina
You are right, mangina.... A cinquain is a short, usually unrhymed poem consisting of twenty-two syllables distributed as 2, 4, 6, 8, 2, in five lines. It was developed by the Imagist poet, Adelaide Crapsey.
Another form, sometimes used by school teachers to teach grammer, is as follows:
Line 1: Noun
Line 2: Description of Noun
Line 3: Action
Line 4: Feeling or Effect
Line 5: Synonym of the initial noun.
I agree... form poems work SO hard at being "structured" that they sometimes suffer in content. Point well taken.
— aforbing
Thanks for having a sense of humor. That's been sorely lacking around here for a while.
Just so you know, I've got a thing about mothers. Personal bias. This poem might be perfectly accurate for you, so I'll bow to your opinion on them, as poetry is entirely a subjective exercise when it is written.
By the way, kudos for using structure. That takes work, and I applaud that.
— mangina
My mother used to beat me with a stick, so its hard for me to relate to this poem.
Although I can relate to this if you switch the word "mothers" with "strippers"
— silly
thats a really nice poem
— unknown
Thanks! This helped me on my homework lots! We had to find an example for a mothers day peom
— unknown
Glad to help.......
You made my day.
— aforbing
not very uinteresting
— unknown
sugarsweet
— unknown
yo! who eva wrote dat poem is tight!! later
— unknown
tight tight! thanks this is really goin 2 help me in my hw holla
— unknown
Why dont you have many unrhymed poems so we can read them.
— unknown
look at my shoes
my shoes smell like pickle
shoes are mine
— unknown
Just look how the poem's adaptation of psychoanalytic criticism (a form of literary criticism that draws on the work of Freud and later psychoanalysts in evaluating literature to reveal the hidden meaning of human action) has provoked such a wide variety of responses.
— Meep
tthis hepled me alot on my hw! holla bitch
— unknown
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