What is poetry?

“I love Rilke, Goethe, Saffo, the sonnets of Shakespeare, Petrarca.
I take great pleasure in reading your poems as well.

But the best poetry is when you fuck me”, she said mischievously, with a wide voluptuous smile.

About julienmatei
I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced. These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity... Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give... We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE... THE NEW has no definition yet... Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.

3 Responses to What is poetry?

  1. Well, You don’t deserve word findings like that. You got words much more subtile and overwhelming, I guess. Even if I know what You mean.

    • julienmatei says:

      🙂 Richard,
      It may sound harsh, but that’s the exact words
      that girl said.
      I remember a French poet saying this:
      Even when she was talking dirty, she was so noble
      so even those words were like diamonds on her lips…

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