Question

Describes on the formation and
meaning of good poetry

Answer 1

In long

poetry, literature that evokes a concentrated imaginative awareness of experience or a specific emotional response through language chosen and arranged for its meaning, sound, and rhythm.

Poetry is a vast subject, as old as history and older, present wherever religion is present, possibly—under some definitions—the primal and primary form of languages themselves. The present article means only to describe in as general a way as possible certain properties of poetry and of poetic thought regarded as in some sense independent modes of the mind. Naturally, not every tradition nor every local or individual variation can be—or need be—included, but the article illustrates by examples of poetry ranging between nursery rhyme and epic. This article considers the difficulty or impossibility of defining poetry; man’s nevertheless familiar acquaintance with it; the differences between poetry and prose; the idea of form in poetry; poetry as a mode of thought; and what little may be said in prose of the spirit of poetry.

Attempts to define poetry

Poetry is the other way of using language. Perhaps in some hypothetical beginning of things it was the only way of using language or simply was language tout court, prose being the derivative and younger rival. Both poetry and language are fashionably thought to have belonged to ritual in early agricultural societies; and poetry in particular, it has been claimed, arose at first in the form of magical spells recited to ensure a good harvest. Whatever the truth of this hypothesis, it blurs a useful distinction: by the time there begins to be a separate class of objects called poems, recognizable as such, these objects are no longer much regarded for their possible yam-growing properties, and such magic as they may be thought capable of has retired to do its business upon the human spirit and not directly upon the natural world outside.

examples

1.Black onyx night, of the pearlescent moon,

A velvety backdrop for rare diamond stars,

And nocturnal tunes all the nights of June,

Black opal night, converging on ruby Mars!

2.Boys Dream Love

For the love buds in me shall release

The love that seems not to cease

Likened to butter and cheese

We shall bond like two pods full of peas

Her hair falling back like leaves of pine trees

Boys fight hard to appease

But don't approach her with ease

I'll promise her love deep as seas

An honest love with no tributaries

Neither it having boundaries

I should be the owner of her heart keys

For I had a dream of us opening the love cities

And making love in orchards of apple trees

She goes by the name Denise

What's her name?

I have to act with a little more patience

But my feelings act with more urgency

Loving at first sight is not my tendency

But Her type on earth is scarce

So I should neglect all my acquittance

And gate crash at their family ballroom dance

With a mask to make up a Halloween stance

And approach her at the entrance

For when she gives me chance

To get hold of that waist lace

Our lips shall whisper in silence

Never letting go the closeness in distance

Her name is wanted by all those in attendance

She goes by the name Patience.