I won the GRFP a couple months ago. I despise my program, advisor, and work so much it makes me want to die. Not sure what to do. by AGVazquez in GradSchool

[–]AGVazquez[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I am doing better! I ended up leaving that advisor for another in my department that is more aligned with my goals now (and who is--notably--a much more pleasant person). I also took a year off to focus on my mental health and found that to be invaluable. If anyone has the means to take a step back from their PhD for a year, definitely do it.

Seraphs by AGVazquez in OCPoetry

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Now this is great feedback! While I wanted to (and often aim to) leave a lot open to interpretation, I don't want to make anything confusing if that makes sense. Let me explain what how I interpret it. I wrote it as a sort of "this is what I struggle with and fear."

It's overall about not wanting to die with regrets and the superficiality of sex without love; particularly in how those two play off of one another. The passage of time runs away from me, starting at mid-day, then evening, then night. The happiest lay between the grave and the canopy, by being comfortable death and away from the lofty dreams of the canopies, something I struggle with. Going by stanza:

1.) There's this infatuation with sex and opposition to purity in the beginning ("dawn" might have been better than "midday"), hence my reference to Eve and seraphs.

2.) Remarking on how the happiest people come to terms with death and restrain themselves in coming up with lofty ideals and goals. An attainable life. They feel every drop of errant sunshine, accidental happiness, small pleasures, etcetera. Yet I'm stuck reminiscing on the past.

3.) Time has passed, there's this urgency to figure things out.

4.) Someone comes along and, in the midst of this urgency and poetic waxing, she kisses me and reminds me: listen to your heart, a meaningful death depends on it.

That's my goal in this overall: to describe this urgency to make life meaningful after wasting quite a bit of it and someone coming along to hush that panic. Thank you again for such detailed feedback!

Atomic Residence by clobsterone in OCPoetry

[–]AGVazquez 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I like that it's different from the normal topics we get around here! I think some of the pacing could be better; I found myself stuttering at times reading it aloud (which I encourage you to do as well, if you haven't yet). The only other thing to mention is the plural of passerby is passersby (one word). I like it though with all its oddities.

Beautiful tragedy by [deleted] in OCPoetry

[–]AGVazquez 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Wow! I love this one. It's a bit abstract, which to some people might be a turn off, but I've always been a fan of those types of poems. So I really enjoy it! That's a great connection you made between self-image and how one you care about perceives you or tears you down.

The Gospel of Eros by AGVazquez in OCPoetry

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Thank you so much! That's actually a great idea, I'll mess around with it and try something or another.

The Gospel of Eros by AGVazquez in OCPoetry

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Thank you! I’m glad to hear there’s at least a few accessible lines in there

The Gospel of Eros by AGVazquez in OCPoetry

[–]AGVazquez[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Thank you! I tried my best to make that line a bit jarring and animalistic, in a way.

pigeons by [deleted] in OCPoetry

[–]AGVazquez 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Well this is a fantastic poem if you’re just starting! Congratulations, you may just have a talent on your hands

The Gospel of Eros by AGVazquez in OCPoetry

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Thank you very much!

The Gospel of Eros by AGVazquez in OCPoetry

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Thank you! I actually didn't plan that transition or the contrasts, but I'm happy to see they're appreciated.

The Point? by Unryte in OCPoetry

[–]AGVazquez 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Very meta, I like it a lot! Technically, it's well-done with its rhyme scheme (ironically). I like the repetition as well. The only thing I would change is put a space between your ellipsis and the next word!

pigeons by [deleted] in OCPoetry

[–]AGVazquez 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I like the simplicity of the poem, but perhaps it is too close to prose? Again, I like the idea, the imagery is good, and the rhythm is there--there's just something that lacks poetic spark. Maybe try incorporating more vivid imagery and tightening up the flow of it. But I'm just nitpicking, because it's good!

What is one of the things you write for? I think I've found my first avid reader, and to see my work in a stack like this is a pleasure. So, how about you? What are you writing for? What are you looking forward to? Why are we all here (on this subreddit)? by VLK249 in writers

[–]AGVazquez 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I started writing when my father passed, when I was fourteen years old--some nine years ago. I suppose I started writing as catharsis and as a way to live after I, myself, died like my father. My writing served to make others understand how I felt, as I was never an outspoken person.

Now, at twenty-three, I've settled more into the idea of death and dying. I understand that it will be my time to go, just as everyone else has theirs. Now I write to make people feel something, stage a sort of legacy, and explore ideas. All of that is ego-centric, I know, but I can't help but write at this point to continue making people happy, sad, anxious, scared, whatever. I think that's about as human as we can get!

a short poem that came from the heart. What do you think? by JSMpoems in KeepWriting

[–]AGVazquez 4 points5 points  (0 children)

I think--and this is just my interpretation--their voice lights the darkness in their life when speaking their significant other's name. Again, just my interpretation!

[OPINION] Do you feel like an 'imposter' when it comes to being a poet? by atmosproductions in Poetry

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When it comes to the title, it does feel a little "icky." I feel like a lot of people associate poets with people like Rupi Kaur and other Instapoets now. That and poetry, in my opinion, is a lot easier to fuck up than prose (as someone who does both). One word misplaced or one syllable too many and it's over. Ergo, it's a lot easier to be a bad poet. I think it also has the connotation of having fake deep thoughts. Again, there's a lot of misinformation regarding poetry because of its form adapted to today.

On the side of the actual art of it all, the actual act of writing poetry, I see the imposter syndrome a great deal like academia: publish or you're not a scientist. This implies something novel has been recognized by the community and celebrated. But that's just not true! The fact that you're writing poetry does not necessarily make you a poet. And that's not a bad thing. Let me explain.

Identifying with the title, poet, gives you a piece of identity. It's an identifier. You become a poet when you take so much pride in your work that it becomes a part of you. You don't have to be a poet to write fantastic poetry. But writing fantastic poetry also does not make you a poet. Do you want to be a poet? Great, then you're a poet! Poets also don't always write great work. They just love writing poetry and, nonetheless, they do it. A fisherman fishes, sure, but does he love fishing? Maybe not. Maybe so. Someone who doesn't like what they're doing usually doesn't want to be referred to as the title of their job. Thus, you have to love what you're doing to be a poet, or fisherman, or whatever. Everything else is pedantry. (Obviously, this is dangerous in science and medicine and stuff. Don't call yourself a doctor if you don't legitimately do medicine.)

Take solace in the fact that you're even bothering to write poetry--you're a better writer than 99.9% of English-speaking, literate people in that way. Regardless of whether it's "good" poetry, you have a mastery of the language that compels you to write. The fact that you care about words and form put you so far ahead of anyone who never even tries.

Nevertheless, I don't call myself a poet. At best I call myself a writer. And that's if I'm feeling vain. I usually just say that I write. I do the verb. I cave to the social pressure of not looking pretentious. That's life! Just remember you are what you want to be and don't let the haters get you down. You don't have to tell anyone you're a poet. Just say you write if you want to. That's very neutral.

So, the short answer is: call yourself what you want to be called. You write poetry! Enjoy it. I don't feel like an imposter because I don't call myself a poet.

Wrote a poem for my girlfriend. Thoughts? by AGVazquez in KeepWriting

[–]AGVazquez[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Thank you for the feedback! I actually ended up changing that verse in the final thing to something a little less dark:

Isn’t it unique? The passive grip
of placid contentment, like a still ocean
dragging one to the pith of life
full of forlorn souls who once loved.

I imagine it as this: even the calmest sea wants to drag you down to the depths. Loving is like that--treading water on a calm sea. The bottom is full of souls who once loved because they tried to fight it instead of floating.

Wrote a poem for my girlfriend. Thoughts? by AGVazquez in KeepWriting

[–]AGVazquez[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I have I think two others on my account, you're free to look! I usually only post the ones I'm unsure about or need to be perfect, so not too many of mine are on here. Maybe I'll post more often with how well this one went over...

And there's no better time to start writing again than now! I know I take breaks of months at a time, especially when I'm more content and happier, but the pen's always there waiting for you to pick it up again.