Posted by Atticus on November 5, 2005, at 15:47:35
In reply to Re: Watches Bruised Skies Turn Maroon » Atticus, posted by sal0805 on November 5, 2005, at 7:37:57
Ah, but it's merely the truth, luv. I tried to share my poems with my T -- to disastrous effect. He turns out to me a rigid linear thinker, incapable of "feeling" his way through a poem, and insisting on attempting to analyze it with a mind devoid of imagination as if he were trying to break a secret code. He told me I needed to "get past" the need to express myself through poetry and asked the question asked by all the world's mediocre minds when confronted by art: "Why not just come out and simply say it in a straightforward way?" I was stunned at this display of robotic thinking, and told him that there is no getting "past it": art is another language used to express that which is too complex to be wedged into a simple sentence. I also fired him. Atticus
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