/lit/ - Literature

Share your poetry because why the hell not?

We were battered refugees seeking an isle of immaculate affection,
Fleeing a warzone world peopled by fascists and demons
Snarling and spitting their sour seductions of complacency and order.
We barricaded ourselves away to form our cramped encampment,
A hefty mattress plopped down on the tile, trinkets and rations strewn in disarray,
Organically organized, like a bed of moss or a sea of wildflowers.
Our spirits crashing in foaming waves of bliss, bursting like plump dandelion heads,
Blustering tufts of fuzz fertilizing our racing exuberant hearts.

In the daylight of our communal soul, our jittery Gypsy feet grew restless,
Wandering between imposing stacks of rules and bricks,
Expatriates scorning bitter fields of greed and indolence blanketing the Motherland,
Stoops and stoges a temporary visa to our netherworld
Awash in dusky tangles of pagan contemplations.
Oh what a lustrous boundless city we constructed in our exile,
A meandering utopia with naught but our bodies for borders.

Imagine William Wordsworth was a contemporary writer, do you think he would've included references to the appurtenances of modern living in his poetry? Would, for example, 'Ode: Intimations of Immortality' have mentioned his iPad, or would Samuel Taylor Coleridge have made some allusion to Lady Gaga in 'Kubla Khan'?

I've been wrestling with the question of material change and its influence on poetic composition. Do technological advances necessarily entail some sort of nounal ramification in verse?

There are still daffodil-laden hills in the Lake District, I've seen them, but while I was there a pair of RAF jets flew over my head and startled a group of Korean tourists walking in the opposite direction. Yet it seems glib, or mawkish, for a poet to espouse the kind of Platonic idealism which both characterised the Romantic movement and which would - I reckon - allow one to overcome the profusion of particulars which I mentioned above.

Does one have a duty to poeticise the empty shelves of an IKEA warehouse at night? The sanitary habits of Hip Hop divas? The sigh of a fading LED light on a Playstation 3?

Can anyone still write Romantic poetry?

Insignificant.

Because Byron is the boss.

Lord Byron is the obvious answer. I very much doubt whether any other writer can match him - in repute or deed - as a sexual conquistador. It is said, though the precise figure may be exaggerated (even by Byron himself, given that during this particular year he exhibited a general pattern of ebullient hyperbole in his correspondences), that he had as many as one hundred lovers over his first year in Venice. Having said that, it was George Byron - so some of them were probably men.

I love Lord Byron, Robert Browning, and Robert Frost.

Hey /lit/.

I found out that I got accepted to grad school today. I'm going to study Literature. I know most of you don't care but I have no one to tell really.

That's all. Are any of you working on a M.A., PhD, MFA, etc. etc.?

Pic related, I think my focus will be the Romantic Poets.

>>1606689

It's part of a complete collection of the poetry of Lord George Gordon Byron (pictured). This particular edition features some of his better short poems and 'Manfred', which Nietzsche was apparently very fond of.

SHE walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that 's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light 5
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face; 10
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow, 15
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

A very accessible poem, I think. It's by Lord Byron.

It wouldn't be much of a list if Lord Byron wasn't on it.

>>1438105

Britain's 'poet laureate' Carol-Ann Duffy recently wrote a poem inspired by the TV show Coronation Street. If this is success, I'd rather be a failure.

Also, if Lord Byron were writing his poems today (even if they were updated to include contemporary satire), they'd be unpopular - remember that.

Shelley played a significant role in Lord Byron's development. No Percy, no Don Juan.
Also, his poetry is beautiful, ornate and substantial. I fully support the introduction of 'haters gonna lute' into /lit/'s collective vocabulary.

(I don't have any pictures of Shelley, so here's one of NB)

1788 was a good year for misogynistic geniuses.

"My name is harriet Tubman and you have come into my domain."

BYRON DEMANDS MORE!

Lord Byron was told that he wasn't allowed to bring his dog, Boatswain, to Cambridge (as per the university rules), so he brought a bear instead.

Oscar Wilde would tear corners from the pages of the books he was reading and eat them.

Post (one of) your favourite writers, suggest the three of their works which you consider to be the most 'essential'. Strictly based on opinion, might insight some debate or help some folks looking for recommendations.

Lord Byron;

1) Manfred
2) Don Juan
3) Childe Harold's Pilgrimage

>>632525
Ahh, dearest Kate, how I lust for you...