Grant that they don't have anything interesting to write about and it's too expensive to build decent buildings, but the poetry is indisputable.
Grant that they don't have anything interesting to write about and it's too expensive to build decent buildings, but the poetry is indisputable.
Even their industrial buildings looked good!
If you funded the most talented architects alive to create works of beauty, I bet you'd get it.
What percentage of newly created poetry, books, and architecture do you read or look at?
There's an absolute glut of information right now, and no human is capable of consuming more than a tiny fraction of it.
I'm absolutely sure that "great" creative work is being made right now, but it's going to take time for humanity to sift through everything out there to find the gold.
That's not to mention that one man's trash is another man's treasure, and plenty of people who we consider "great" now were completely ignored or even denigrated in their lifetimes.
If we look at the current issue[0] of The Threepenny Review, the pathology is quite obvious. The three "poems" in the list all share certain features:
- A variable amount of syllables per line (e.g. no metre)
- No rhymes
- No other discernible differences from prose
At that point, why even bother calling it a poem? You might as well save yourself the time by opening up the day's newspaper in a text editor, clicking randomly, and pressing enter. When you feel there's enough line breaks, you're ready to publish.
Russian warships sailed toward
the Black Sea on Tuesday,
stoking alarm among U.S. and
European security officials
who warned that the final
capabilities for a large-scale
assault on Ukraine appeared to
be falling into place.
On a day of frantic shuttle
diplomacy by French President
Emmanuel Macron, who hopped
among capitals trying to avert
a conflict, Russian officials
gave little sign that the
French leader’s initiatives
had changed their
calculations.
[0] https://www.washingtonpost.com/world/2022/02/08/ukraine-russ...This is all so subjective.
Very few poems resonate with me... maybe something like 1 out of 100, and almost always they're old poems, like those by Kabir, Emily Dickinson, and Robert Frost.
It's exceedingly rare for any contemporary poetry that I've read to come anywhere close to being as moving, interesting, or deep as some of these classics.
That said, 99% of old poetry doesn't move me either.
I'd read a lot more poetry if the signal to noise ratio was higher, but sadly for my taste it's not.
Not to mention the huge leap in quality of TV writing.
Many famous classics are about interpersonal issues and down to earth minor issues which is something that still goes on. You can write about good old alcoholism, abuse, love.
The crime still exists, so something like Crime and Punishment is super doable.