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| Poetry Poems, Haiku & Tanka etc. |
12-09-2007, 01:22 PM
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Adept Writer
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Price of Bananas
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Last edited by Mirror : 05-09-2008 at 02:53 AM.
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12-09-2007, 10:48 PM
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Writing Machine
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There was a meaning to this which lurked just under the surface of the words themselves. I did not grasp it, but I enjoyed the cadence involved in its recitation. Sounds like a very, very good spoken word piece (as opposed to a piece which is merely read).
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12-15-2007, 07:57 PM
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Wordsmith
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Mirror
Bananas from Rome once grew menacingly
Hmm, the line is fresh, but I'm not liking the use of menacingly, I can see some ways to portray it that stick more with images as opposed to labels.
behind the Berlin Wall,
The year nineteen eighty something,
Jungles of concrete and steel and panic,
Men were wolves or monks for one another, surrounded
by bananas
on an island encircled
Nice, an original, fresh way of describing what you want to get across. Only problem here is that I'm not certain that the choice of panic is necessarily your best option. You might even just cut it out.
by sparkling red water,
Ich bin ein Berliner,
but, in fact, I'm an American Czech who...
Post-Marxism still evolutionist reproduced
black bananas made of rubber
for post-
Stalinists, the grandsons of dervishes, to beat
our people with (end of quotation),
There was a beginning to quotation??
Banana[ ]Land stuffed with fried sweet potatoes,
The potato is still food, underground sustenance
sown on the museum fields of Mauthausen, Treblinka.
With potatoes we make chips, with the other hand
in the dark we caress
the tepid belly of the television set, full of Coca Cola,
Chips, not potatoes, are related to bananas,
Chips and bananas and Coca Cola, too,
All related by marriage
and dowry to Madonna
and first gave birth to dead
bananas from Rome
now manufactured together
in the same clump
with black rubber cudgels.
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Not much else to comment on. I liked it in some parts, towards the end I felt like it lost its strength, as the real substance seemed in the beginning and the middle. Either way, a good write.
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12-15-2007, 08:42 PM
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Adept Writer
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Oh, someone resurrected this. Good points, thamior. I'll see what I can do. About the quotation: it started from the 'Ich bin ein Berliner' line (which is incorporated, of course), and the rest was my response to it. Might need to indicate that through some punctuation. As for 'bananaland', I intended it as a compound. Thanks for your time.
Thanks, Edgewise, as well.
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