{"id":89245,"date":"2021-06-26T11:07:41","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T15:07:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=89245"},"modified":"2021-06-27T22:13:17","modified_gmt":"2021-06-28T02:13:17","slug":"poem-3-a-tribute-to-marianne-moore","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/poem-3-a-tribute-to-marianne-moore\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 3: A Tribute to Marianne Moore  &#8220;The Art of Verse&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I too, am confused by the literary form<\/p>\n<p>So undefined<\/p>\n<p>A running of the mouth<\/p>\n<p>without speaking, now that\u2019s refined<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Poetry, maybe there are things more important<\/p>\n<p>And sometimes I read it in scorn<\/p>\n<p>But then something overcomes me<\/p>\n<p>and I find myself reborn<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It seems so genuine<\/p>\n<p>In a haphazard sort of way<\/p>\n<p>Unless the poet is some kind of syllabic perfectionist<\/p>\n<p>which to me, is a strange way to play<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But I have done the 5-7-5-6 kind of thing<\/p>\n<p>And yes, it was an adventure<\/p>\n<p>A symbol of potential orderliness<\/p>\n<p>along with a specific indenture<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Some, I must say is unintelligible<\/p>\n<p>I ask, a product of brilliance or fear<\/p>\n<p>Spending hours extrapolating<\/p>\n<p>looking for what might be clear<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Buy yeah\u2026 this is not the purpose<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s an exercise in creativity and wake-up dreams<\/p>\n<p>Turning and twisting<\/p>\n<p>in its emotional scheme<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The metaphorical imagination<\/p>\n<p>That hanging bat<\/p>\n<p>A plethora of geese<\/p>\n<p>or that hilarious fall known as a prat<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s all a story<\/p>\n<p>Brushed with, sadness, anger, maybe even hate<\/p>\n<p>Or feminism<\/p>\n<p>sometimes in a tone irate<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And once and a while<\/p>\n<p>There is celebration and praise<\/p>\n<p>For life\u2019s revolving miracles<\/p>\n<p>amidst these rondomatic days<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I too, am confused by the literary form So undefined A running of the mouth without speaking, now that\u2019s refined &nbsp; Poetry, maybe there are things more important And sometimes I read it in scorn But then something overcomes me and I find myself reborn&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1447,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-89245","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/89245","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1447"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=89245"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/89245\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":103505,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/89245\/revisions\/103505"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=89245"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=89245"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=89245"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}