Saturday, January 07, 2006

Fourth Worst Poetry in the Universe

It is a little known fact that the Pax has a soul of poetry, despite detesting literature a little too strongly when I was in Sec 2. This is the meaning of this story/poem, now go tell me what the meaning is during exam Bla bla bla...

Oi! Since you tell me the meaning you know already, ok? Want me to tell you what it means back for what?

What's more, sometimes I think the so-called 'meaning' of the poem is a bit contrived. As far as I am concerned, imagery is ambiguous... whatever meaning derived from it can not only mean whatever the poet means, but also is a reflection on the world view and assumptions of the reader itself.

Given that this is the case, how come I am only allowed to interprete it the model answer way? It's very much like giving model answers to a Rosarch ink blot test.

I'm waiting for a model answer to what the NY school song means though... Lonely palm trees notwithstanding... Hehe. Move aside, Sick Rose, the NY school song is way cooler than thou!

Back to poetry itself. Actually, the Pax is not very good at writing meaningful poetry, I'm better at stringing words together just because it rhymes, and misusing imagery completely, just like some people do for the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest...

On reflection, Angela perceived that her relationship with Tom had always been rocky, not quite a roller-coaster ride but more like when the toilet-paper roll gets a little squashed so it hangs crooked and every time you pull some off you can hear the rest going bumpity-bumpity in its holder until you go nuts and push it back into shape, a degree of annoyance that Angela had now almost attained.
Rephah Berg, Oakland CA (2002 Winner)

OK, maybe not the same degree of yeargh-ness occurs when I do so, for I have never attained such mastery. It's more along these lines:

I'm not so Blake but Ogden Nash;
More Lehrer than Frost--
But if my worth were put in cash,
I'd be a fake Lacoste.

Either that or it's just plain defamatory or seditious. Sometimes I even manage to defame two entities within the same verse. At this rate, I'll never be a famous poet.

Not that I have ever aspired to be one.

And so much for Singapore becoming an Arts Hub.

I'll never write a "Purple Cow"
I've only hoped to write one.
But I can tell you anyhow
The poems I write, MDA sure won't approve one. :(

--Paxy, With apologies to Gellet Burgess.

Regarding the title:
This is an overt reference to the Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy. If you're curious as to what the top three poems are, there's always this.

Don't you love the internet?

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