The great paradox is that - if one follows a line of thought in Wittgenstein - not need is itself a need.
My own sense - Poets of the left brain world: William Carlos Williams, Marianne Moore, Wallace Stevens, Ted Kooser. I would also place language poets in this category: Gertrude Stein, George Oppen, Louis Zukofsky, John Ashbery, Rae Armantrout, Lyn Hejinian...
I like this piece, Frankie - and how it connects with Gary's poem. *
I wonder if an engineer was ever inspired by a poem to envision a certain bridge or if they are just separate parts of the brain. I suspect like Sam there is cross-over.
As an architect, I have always been dependent upon the skills and ingenuity of engineers. Many achieve lyrical grace and great economy of means though much of what they achieve is hidden. So much depends on the definition of need when we talk about the need for poems. Despite Mark Strand's poem to the contrary, no one I think has ever eaten a poem. Eliot's definition of poetry still strikes me as truest of all I've encountered: Poetry is a superior amusement. Like music, dance, theater. Our human passion for amusement at every level fuels whole industries: sports, video games, pornography, TV, and drugs. In a more perfect world, greater numbers would discover a passion for poems. It would be convenient to be paid well for making them.
Since this discussion has become a serious contemplation of the afinity between the technical and the poetic, it is perhaps a good idea to remember that architecture; the functionality of a machine; the complexity of mud as a substance, can all be considered poetic in some way.
Somebody listened!
brilliant :D
Engineers are diverse. Some do, some don't.
diversity does not wash in my workplace
greed, overindulgence and poetry -
engineering is the new bohemia
Interesting combination.
@Garth :)
@Gloria: some just don't know it.
The great paradox is that - if one follows a line of thought in Wittgenstein - not need is itself a need.
My own sense - Poets of the left brain world: William Carlos Williams, Marianne Moore, Wallace Stevens, Ted Kooser. I would also place language poets in this category: Gertrude Stein, George Oppen, Louis Zukofsky, John Ashbery, Rae Armantrout, Lyn Hejinian...
I like this piece, Frankie - and how it connects with Gary's poem. *
I wonder if an engineer was ever inspired by a poem to envision a certain bridge or if they are just separate parts of the brain. I suspect like Sam there is cross-over.
I fave this for its provocativeness.***
As an architect, I have always been dependent upon the skills and ingenuity of engineers. Many achieve lyrical grace and great economy of means though much of what they achieve is hidden. So much depends on the definition of need when we talk about the need for poems. Despite Mark Strand's poem to the contrary, no one I think has ever eaten a poem. Eliot's definition of poetry still strikes me as truest of all I've encountered: Poetry is a superior amusement. Like music, dance, theater. Our human passion for amusement at every level fuels whole industries: sports, video games, pornography, TV, and drugs. In a more perfect world, greater numbers would discover a passion for poems. It would be convenient to be paid well for making them.
Thanks for the pong to my ping.
Since this discussion has become a serious contemplation of the afinity between the technical and the poetic, it is perhaps a good idea to remember that architecture; the functionality of a machine; the complexity of mud as a substance, can all be considered poetic in some way.
:)
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Lxx
Our laws include architecture in the statutes that protect art.
Garth: That's what I meant early on when I said bridges are poems, structured ones.
we're agreed then
:)
Who is the hell knows what they need? *
All righty then.
more poems for everyone!
I better not ask my dad. I think he would prejudice your enlightened view.
yay! *
@bibby post-it note poems on his stuff when he's not looking. XD
Beate: :)
precision-honed words,
spinning a haiku-sharp verse.
Fab.
(My dad is an engineer though unsure what he'd say
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I love it though.
Peter
Love. This.