Hanmik - Am I Famous..?
I like this, it made me smile. But, technically, none of these are your own words.
I honestly didn't really care for this poem of Hanmik's, but I think I get what he was doing and I respect it. Did Marcel Duchamp own that toilet he signed? Did John Cage own the four minutes and thirty-three seconds of silence that occurred during performances of his piece "4'33""? Did Andy Warhol create anything when he duplicated the Campbell's soup logo? I think what Hanmik was trying to ask, in a rather unoriginal way (which sort of proves his point), was, is anything original these days? Are our thoughts our own? Or are they simply just manifestations of what we've been told and what we've been shown?
Anyways, thanks for doing reviews this time around weemadarthur. I really wanted to do some, but I've got this new job that's eating all of my time and on top of that, I've just way too depressed to try to get myself motivated enough to do most anything. I'm surprised I wrote anything this time around. I guess my poems sort of projected my mood though what with my thoughts of erasing myself and all.
Here's my votes though:
This was insanely difficult... I got it down to four and almost had to just flip a coin to see which one was voted off because I was having so much trouble making up my mind.
1. C4Lukins -
Let me tryAt first I wasn't sure about this one. But I couldn't stop thinking about it after I read it and it sort of blossomed into new ideas in my mind and I just had to give it the vote.
2. weemadarthur -
Damages The rhythm was spot on and the first and last lines made this one a grand slam. It started with a bang and hit hard at the ending and swelled and bloomed in the middle. Great poem.
3. Osorio -
untitled Ergh... I fucking loved the first half of this one so much. It just kept punching me in the gut. But the second half fell flat for me. This is why this was such a tough decision. I wanted to give Nezumi a vote because I liked his a lot throughout but nothing hit me in it as hard as the first half of your poem. I had to go with my gut.
HM: Nezumi, sorry man... As I said, it was really difficult not to vote for you.
