by Lauren Hynde
:) I wonder if our new friend will like this one? lol God, this is too cool and I hate you--in a really loving way. I wonder if Ange will hate you too when she sees this? Now, I need to go think of something fabulous to create! Oh, the pressure...
Wow!!! I don't know how you did it, and honestly I don't want to find out....BUT... I LOVE IT!!!!! It's great, superb, fantastic and I'll stop here with the superlative.
Great work....wish that every poem could be as crystal clear as this one.
Not quite to the degree of crapola, but I sure don't see this as poetry, illustrated or not. I guess we could label this as fartola.
That's more like it Lauren...something understandable and VERY inventive.
I want to see words of meaning. Not some classy show that has a style. A poem!
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Quite literally a powerful piece, perfectly timed, unexpected, which to some degree, I imagine the point.
How people cannot enjoy your poetry, whether felt as emotion or from a beautifully figurative or literate space, is beyond my comprehension. I imagine they miss so much of their life looking at the superficial, and not seeing the depth. Their loss, and quite a sad one at that.
As always, Lauren. Superb.
Eve, I work every day not to hate her for her genius and her talent, but I love her so what can you do?
Lauren you know what I think of this because we discussed it the other day. It is ground-breaking and no gimmick because it is an excellent poem, brilliantly broken into digitized pieces. I love it and I think there are many places you can take this, move the form forward.
Of course the downside is that you have to teach the rest of us how to do it, too. :D
xxxxxooooo
I think it's a poem and I liked it-this idea that it's "Not quite to the degree of crapola, but I sure don't see this as poetry, illustrated or not. I guess we could label this as fartola." is not something I agree with at all. Innovative in my opinion and if the words had been written out, there wouldn't be any comments it wasn't a poem. Five star rating in my book!
.....had it been conventional, I would have liked it, but I would have seen the last word out of context, before the author wanted me to read it, and the impact would have been less. This way, the effect of the message was stunning.
I loved the whole idea of this set-up! I wasn't quite sure what it was at first...I thought, this from Lauren? Only three words? And then it started to play and it drew me in ~ captivated me!
Awesome!
~Honey
Anonymous' vocabulary is as tasteless as his opinion.
Fan-FUCKING-tastic work, Lauren! The poem is incredible on its own. The animation makes it mind-blowing.
I do believe this to be one of the more powerful pieces I've seen!
The animation projects such a strong visual, one I believe that makes the words in themselves more powerful.
A truly incredible piece of Art. Genius.
I've left this up on my screen at work for a few hours, and have come back to it periodically in the hope that I could find something intelligent to say. Each time, I just get distracted with the work itself.
Wow. Just wow.
*smiles* I have to agree some of the impact is in the presentation, however, it's a bloody good poem anyway. And anyone who doesn't think it's poetry is pretty damned foolish. Here it is for those who want to see it in normal text (I will not presume where Lauren would have placed her punctuation):
hear my name
clear-cut
within the granite clouds
hear my name
without name
only life
imperceptible
footsteps
of mice
hidden in shadow
hear my name
clandestine
a taste of earth
the rumour of
blood
hear my name
REVOLUTION
This was a poem to the power of 3... Ideation and jarring contrasts are flawless. "Granite clouds," "imperceptible footsteps of mice," "rumors of blood." Within such lovely artistry, I felt there was more room for expansion; however, that could come in a series of separate pieces (which you may be working on?). Something in me wants to know who is revolting or planning to revolt; against what; and why... Highly evocative as it is: we all have things to revolt against, and good reasons.
That was awesomewowfantastic! I loved the way you presented it... and wouldn't have had the same impact without the words you chose. And thanks to Sir Nathan for pasting the whole of it together. Reading it like that has a different effect... both ways, just wonderful!
I loved the poem itself, but honestly found the style of presentation distracting. I may be more of a words-on-page sort of person, but I chafed constantly at the pace of revelation and the inability to see the work as a whole, and nearly gave up before the end. I am very pleased that I didn't give up, because the poem really is excellent - and I can see why the author presented it this way. Hence the header. I'm torn!
Oh Goddess of Poetry
Muse of all things mental
And generally an all around nice gal.
It’s refreshing to see an innovative approach (at least in this forum) to the presentation of the written words. In fact, as you click on the poem, what you find is no less than a multimedia project. The words are presented in such a way that you have to rely on your memory as if you are hearing them (the most ancient form of presenting stories/poems). At the same time, there is definitely a careful use of the visual aspect of the words: font’s size; shape; type; even color, to manipulate our reaction. The total sum is quite an amazing piece of art which seems to... perform itself in front of you. There are follow up questions (I always have them). The Raw emotion, as another reader mentioned, comes across and very effective. When you “sit for the next show”, as this “performance poem” (I have just made it up) starts a new round every few seconds, you start wondering about the reference of the emotion; what goes under the title. You become little afraid of an eventual erosion of the impact, as could happens when powerful icons are taken out of their original time and place. Remember Che Guevara’s posters on every student’s dorm’s room and on every t- shirt? (Not much of a revolution came out of their posters...) And boy, do we need some big changes here... I don’t know about a revolution but certainly some major changes… So yes, I say, cry for what enrages you, but for heavens sake cry too WHAT enrages you. And as in an echo of another comment from a recent poem by this poet, try to open the door for your self and for the readers as to what lies under the big titles and terms. You could go so far without doing that, by remaining on a certain level of abstraction, shining as it maybe. What’s YOUR revolution, man?
What a surprise illustration. Altogether different than I could have ever suspected.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,500 poems.
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hear my name
clear-cut
within the granite clouds
hear my name
without name
only life
imperceptible
footsteps
of mice
hidden in shadow
hear my name
clandestine
a taste of earth
the rumour of
blood
hear my name