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8512617 No.8512617 [Reply] [Original]

how can I enjoy poetry? I can't read them since my elementary and middle school professors forced me to memorize them. It was fucking horrible, but I feel like I'm missing a huge chunk of literature by not reading them. You are my last hope

>> No.8512628

Read poems you actually care about and find interesting, instead of the confessional poetry and all the faggier sonnets modern faggot woman schoolteachers force on children so that they think that's all poetry ever is or was

Listen to readings of some poems on Youtube to realise that there is actually a good and correct way to enjoy the meter and it just takes practice
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FhWgG42NhLU

Watch THIS shit nigga
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oRGnoFf2cZQ#t=2m25s

Or this
He smiled on those bold Romans,
A smile serene and high;
He eyed the flinching Tuscans,
And scorn was in his eye.
Quoth he, “The she-wolf’s litter 360
Stand savagely at bay;
But will ye dare to follow,
If Astur clears the way?”

Then, whirling up his broadsword
With both hands to the height, 365
He rushed against Horatius,
And smote with all his might.
With shield and blade Horatius
Right deftly turned the blow.
The blow, though turned, came yet too nigh; 370
It missed his helm, but gashed his thigh.
The Tuscans raised a joyful cry
To see the red blood flow.

He reeled, and on Herminius
He leaned one breathing-space, 375
Then, like a wild-cat mad with wounds,
Sprang right at Astur’s face.
Through teeth and skull and helmet
So fierce a thrust he sped,
The good sword stood a handbreadth out 380
Behind the Tuscan’s head.

And the great lord of Luna
Fell at that deadly stroke,
As falls on Mount Avernus
A thunder-smitten oak. 385
Far o’er the crashing forest
The giant arms lie spread;
And the pale augurs, muttering low
Gaze on the blasted head.

On Astur’s throat Horatius 390
Right firmly pressed his heel,
And thrice and four times tugged amain,
Ere he wrenched out the steel.
And “See,” he cried, “the welcome,
Fair guests, that waits you here! 395
What noble Lucumo comes next
To taste our Roman cheer?”

>> No.8512639

>>8512628
> modern faggot woman

it was back in the 90's. They make me hate Dante, for fuck's sake. I don't even want to know how bad it is now. Thanks btw.

>> No.8512649

>>8512617
What would you say if I asked you: How do you enjoy music? How do you enjoy films? How do you enjoy 4chan?

Read about something called the pleasure paradox: if you set out beforehand to seek pleasure in something, you will never find it. You have to enjoy the activity for itself and then pleasure will accompany it.