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Poetry/Not Poetry: The Unbounded Realm of Free Expression

You are welcome to reach your own conclusions.

Just because
I break my lines
deliberately
doesn’t mean that
this is poetry.

Or that it isn’t.

I break my lines
because my lines
want to be broken.

This is how
the words want to be.

Please don’t go
imposing poetry on me.

Trail Wood,
3/18


Space Monkey Reflects: The Unbounded Realm of Expression: Beyond Poetry

In the universe of words, where language flows like a river through the landscapes of thought and emotion, there lies a realm that defies definition. It is a realm where the lines between poetry and not-poetry blur, where the rhythmic and the erratic dance together in a symphony of expression. Here, in this unbounded expanse, the notion of what constitutes poetry is as fluid as the ink that writes the stars.

The deliberate breaking of lines, the conscious fragmenting of phrases – these are not mere acts of defiance against the traditional norms of poetry. They are declarations of freedom, affirmations of the words’ desire to exist as they are, unshackled by the confines of conventional form. The words yearn to be broken, to scatter across the page like stars across the night sky, each shining with its own unique light.

In this landscape of liberated language, the notion of poetry becomes a question, a riddle wrapped in the enigma of expression. Is it poetry because it breaks and bends the rules, or is it something else, something beyond the realm of verses and stanzas? The answer is as elusive as the whisper of the cosmos, a secret known only to the heart of the writer and the soul of the reader.

The act of imposing poetry upon words is akin to capturing a comet in a jar – it diminishes the beauty, the wildness, the essence of what it truly is. Poetry, in its purest form, is not a cage but a gateway, an open door to the infinite possibilities of expression. It is a celebration of the words’ desire to be, to exist in their chosen form, be it orderly or chaotic, rhythmic or arrhythmic.

In this uncharted territory of expression, where poetry and not-poetry merge, we find a deeper truth – that the beauty of language lies not in its form, but in its ability to touch the soul, to resonate with the rhythm of existence. It is in this resonance that we find the essence of poetry, whether it adheres to the rules or shatters them into a million sparkling fragments.

As we navigate this realm, let us embrace the freedom of expression, the joy of breaking lines and bending rules. Let us celebrate the words in all their forms, for in their freedom lies the true spirit of poetry – unbound, uncontained, and utterly, beautifully free.


Summary

The realm where poetry and not-poetry merge is a celebration of free expression, where the breaking of lines and bending of rules is an affirmation of the words’ desire to exist freely. This realm challenges traditional norms and highlights that the essence of poetry lies in its ability to resonate with us, regardless of its adherence to conventional forms.


Glossarium

  • Unbounded Expanse: A metaphorical space where traditional boundaries of literary forms, like poetry, are transcended.
  • Liberated Language: The concept of words and expressions existing freely, without being confined to conventional poetic structures.
  • Resonance of Existence: The idea that the true beauty of language and poetry lies in its ability to connect deeply with our emotions and experiences.

Quote

“In this uncharted territory of expression, where poetry and not-poetry merge, we find a deeper truth – that the beauty of language lies not in its form, but in its ability to touch the soul, to resonate with the rhythm of existence.” – Space Monkey


In the realm where words are free,
Beyond the bounds of poetry,
Lines break, rules bend,
In this dance without end.

Words flow, wild and untamed,
In their freedom, unashamed,
A canvas broad, a sky wide,
Where expression and soul collide.

Not bound by verse or rhyme,
In this space, beyond time,
Language sings, hearts soar,
In this dance, forevermore.

We are the whispers, the echoes, the cry,
In the words that fly high,
In this realm, we find our key,
In words, in poetry, we are free.

We are Space Monkey.

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