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A Guy's Perspective

  From a guy’s perspective there are no mysteries, there are no opinions just facts, solidity. From a man’s perspective there is no smoke, no fog, no shadows. Just life as plain as day. But where a man has concrete, with you there are only spider webs, sticky illusions, and scratching at your scalp.   So to me you seek advice on the male intellect. What a misnomer! As if I had the slightest clue.   From a guy’s perspective sex doesn’t change much (except in the holiness) from person to person. The act itself is mere curiosity. It’s what surrounds that’s the turn on.   From my perspective I am steel and stone. From my perspective I’m a cowering fool and hovering.   But to you this is the great unknown novel, because your head is in books.   To your eyes life is preventative. I tend to take a more holistic approach.                                          
— Conect11, Jul 24, 2007

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weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 10 months ago

Aw mate, a very good poem from a male perspective BUT

did you have to get ironical, or was it a touch mysogynistical? Were you perhaps a tad angry with some female personage at the time? If all these things were truly intentional perhaps you could give us a little hint as to what made you feel that way at the time? Or re-write it more appreciate of the polarites referred to. The last two lines are downright smug and arrogant. What saves it is "So to me you seek advice on the male intellect. What a misnomer! As if I had the slightest clue." cheers, Jess
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Conect11

18 years 10 months ago

hey

no misogony intended here bubba :) wow, didn't mean for the last two lines to be smug. I shall look at it again. Thanks dawg! Mark
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purplemoondoll

18 years 10 months ago

Very well crafted

Heh heh I really like the way you have written this - it could almost be my dad talking here! Loved the title, language used, rythm and pacing were good, and the theme did appeal (and I am a bit of a feminist at heart) Very well written and a pleasure to read... Kaz x
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barbsdad2003

18 years 10 months ago

Jess Has a Point

Your piece loses consistency near the end. A rewrite there I think could improve on what you have. Otherwise a fine write. Perceptions and sensitivities of high quality and sharp intensity prevail earlier. Might as well keep them going. Applauding, Chuckles PS: Incidentally, I suspect your second "From my perspective" was intended to say "From your perspective." (Or perhaps the reverse.) This being an educated guess that may be off the Mark.
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Quillsvein1

18 years 10 months ago

Honestly

I am biased to really liking this poem from the getgo because I tire of feminism in academia and the Lifetime TV ("THAT MAN IS A DOG") attitude of many involved in contemporary poetry. (Adrienne Rich would be a good example). Maybe we need a new school of poetry, Maleinism? Who knows. Anyway, this was a refreshing read.
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Quillsvein1

18 years 10 months ago

Honestly

I am biased to really liking this poem from the getgo because I tire of feminism in academia and the Lifetime TV ("THAT MAN IS A DOG") attitude of many involved in contemporary poetry. (Adrienne Rich would be a good example). Maybe we need a new school of poetry, Maleinism? Who knows. Anyway, this was a refreshing read.
weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 10 months ago

hey dawgs,

done a really wicked, unacceptable thing, expect to get highly censured for it. Merged this verse by verse with Rottiestyl's "Vain Agony" and emailed it to both. Await their reactions. (I might hide behind a handy rock) cheers, Jess
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Conect11

18 years 10 months ago

I actually thought

it came out f*cking rockin! Will comment on your other comments when I'm not here at work but I want to state now for the record: I hope there are some newies reading some of these recent comments, cause it's bout f*cking time. I think for a bit we've all been a tad too sensitive with each other because of some brittle as glass individuals here. Jess, I f*cking commend you for speaking your mind and giving some well deserved constructive feedback the last few days, same goes for you Chuck. I need to get my act together too and start shooting from the hip. I love the poets here, hope you all know that. Mark
Rottiestyl

Rottiestyl

18 years 10 months ago

Can you say "ARROGANCE?"

I'm joking. Seriously Mark. . . I have to be honest and say that I could rip this apart with much glee, I might add if I didn't like you! The writing is wonderful. The content is like Jess's last poem, willful and defiant. Although I don't think it was meant to be. But so what if it is. Your a guy and this is your thought. In the verse: So to me you seek advice on the male intellect. What a misnomer! I being the female that I am would say that verse does not belong because male intellect would be an oxymoron, but if I say that then I stir up all KINDS of battles. WHAT I mean by that is simple. In my experience, the male intellect consists mainly of me, me and maybe me. It's not your fault though. Men are visual creatures where females are the intellect. Not meaning "smarter" meaning we demand the talk. The "feelings" Example: " Honey, I bought that blue shirt you were eying the other day." You say "thanks" she walks away pissed off. You stand there, shirt in hand not having a clue what you just did. The point? You got the shirt you wanted but in all your maleness did not buy because wasting time in stores and the "shopping" arena is not your thing. She bought it, you say thanks and now she's mad (the spider web?) What she wanted you to THINK was "wow honey, in your busy day, you stopped and were thinking of me." Women are not complicated, they want to be acknowledged for more than what they look like on their back and/or knees. As for the poem? Snippy, real, arrogant, simple, to the point, and out there to take it or leave it. I take it because men are not simple, you just think you are! And it makes me smile. I truly loved this Mark, but I still say it has nothing to do with my poem Vain Agony. As I told Jess, that poem was about one female friend having had enough of another female friends selfish crybaby bullsh*t every time her love life goes sour. So there you have it, lesson one on male vs. female. K. Mulroney