This is a small poetry club that started as a poetry email exchange between two friends. Our goal is to read a poem everyday, and this blog is one way to help keep us accountable. There is only one valid rule in poetry club: there are no rules in poetry club. Read any poem, in any order, with any or no interactions. You decide. We only suggest you read poetry!
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10 July: "For some there is no music" by Henry Rollins
I wonder what percent of the population would agree with this?
AJ and I discussed over email, shared experiences a bit. There is evidence to suggest that group and shared experiences influence us. Is having fire or music an idea that we create to be part of a group? Do we hide our dullness that rings like wooden thunder because we think it is a rare or minority experience?
I love the simple and short phrases in this poem. They really hit the point while adding images and rhythm.
I wonder what percent of the population would agree with this?
ReplyDeleteAJ and I discussed over email, shared experiences a bit. There is evidence to suggest that group and shared experiences influence us. Is having fire or music an idea that we create to be part of a group? Do we hide our dullness that rings like wooden thunder because we think it is a rare or minority experience?
I love the simple and short phrases in this poem. They really hit the point while adding images and rhythm.