tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407624264627208128.post9195324256070903183..comments2024-01-26T21:38:25.924-08:00Comments on Duane's PoeTree: Anne Tibbitts writesDuanesPoeTreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17053093400086634552noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3407624264627208128.post-67423132176836675872015-08-27T09:47:16.239-07:002015-08-27T09:47:16.239-07:00In the 1950s/60s an "I" form of poetry b...In the 1950s/60s an "I" form of poetry became an important part of American poetry. The so-called "Confessional Poets" dealt with private experiences that had seldon been openly discussed in poems -- feelings about death, depression, difficult relationships, trauma. One of the most important of these writers was John Berryman: <br /><br /><br />Dream Song 14<br /><br />Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so. <br />After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns, <br />we ourselves flash and yearn,<br />and moreover my mother told me as a boy <br />(repeatingly) ‘Ever to confess you’re bored <br />means you have no<br /><br />Inner Resources.’ I conclude now I have no <br />inner resources, because I am heavy bored.<br />Peoples bore me,<br />literature bores me, especially great literature, <br />Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes <br />as bad as achilles,<br /><br />who loves people and valiant art, which bores me. <br />And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag <br />and somehow a dog<br />has taken itself & its tail considerably away<br />into mountains or sea or sky, leaving <br />behind: me, wag.<br />DuanesPoeTreehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17053093400086634552noreply@blogger.com