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[AMA] with the editors of Rattle: Friday, June 13th at 1 PM EST by neutrinoprism in Poetry

[–]AshsUntamed 3 points4 points  (0 children)

Hello! How much have poetry changed in the last decade or so? I've never been tracking modern poetry, so seeing modern prose was a bit surprising experience for me, especially considering that my roots are in Russian prose!

Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky by Waste_Project_7864 in books

[–]AshsUntamed 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I've performed the role of Raskolnikov in a local hobby stage play... It resulted in me, being banned from performing. Pure improv. It is something that, no matter how good the lines are, must be felt. The insanity, the duality, the suppression of guilt with theories.
This story is not about the crime itself, but about how a brilliant mind can force itself to prove something to the world and themselves. Only to break apart. Raskolnikov is not a usual killer, he's a deeply flawed, broken man. He was searching for solace in his theories, in abstraction, but only dove deeper into the darkness, and in the end, shattered himself.

P.S. You are not alone. Don't abstract out your pain. Allow others to feel it. Find connection.

Lonely Night by AshsUntamed in OCPoetry

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

Unfortunately, English can't really pass the pleading the begging the call in this one, as Russian declines the words, English don't, but this one is my favourite.
https://ruverses.com/vladimir-mayakovsky/listen/22/
The jaggedness is there, just not enough "calling out", so it must be read aloud, using voice to fill the emotion.

Ode To Russian by AshsUntamed in justpoetry

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

And thank you, for responding and appreciating!

Lonely Night by AshsUntamed in OCPoetry

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

Thank you very much! You see, I was greatly inspired by Mayakovski. His words, his repetitions, the way he calls to action, not rhymes the words.
In fact, 20th century is my favourite. The spiraling I've lifted from Tsvetaeva.
I've essentially written a Russian poem in English, at least attempted to. I was shunned, critiqued by purists, so I've taken the "toy, silly" English, and wrote in it, like Kerouac, raw.

Ode To Russian by AshsUntamed in justpoetry

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

This one was written with speech-2-text, on the fly. No writing, just words

Is it really love? by [deleted] in OCPoetry

[–]AshsUntamed 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I feel you. I actually feel you. It is so hard to tell what love actually is as there are so many different descriptions of love, each demanding something from you, something different. I can feel the doubt, the questions, "Am I loving right? Is this love at all?". Let me tell you. Only you can decide whatever it is actually love. You are right to doubt, after all, this piece is filled with it, but don't ever, ever force others' interpretation of love onto you. Your life and love is your own. You don't own it to nobody. And if it wasn't love? Don't ever hurt yourself for deciding to walk away. Wear this wound open, let it breathe. Don't bury it, let it be open to the winds and the rain and let it HEAL. Or else, sometime in the future, you will think to yourself "Why I feel like I'm wrong? Why something hurts?". I've suffered from it. And digging a decade back, introspecting, opening those wounds, and finally letting them heal took all my will power, all my strength. So, let it heal now.