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Bizarre...I actually typed some notes when writing this [how sad am I?] - they tell me that my design was for a pyrrhic in the 'Pyrrhus' line, and a spondee in the 'Spondee' line. After reading your first comment, I re-read and decided I'd got it entirely wrong [how dumb is that?]. I then farted, giggled, passed out and showered, though possibly not in that order.
At one time I read poetry without giving any attention to form & meter, or even rhyming schemes, although these elements are intuitively appreciated, I imagine, by most people, however unfamiliar the 'technical' considerations might be. I now find it impossible to read anything without scrutinising and dissecting. I'm not convinced that's a good thing, though it's probably just an obsessive phase, like the 'Oh shit! We're all going to die' paranoia, or perhaps the 'Sunsets are unbelievably vivid if you lie on your back after eating a mushroom omelette' syndrome. Scrambled egg cortex is favourite...
At one time I read poetry without giving any attention to form & meter, or even rhyming schemes, although these elements are intuitively appreciated, I imagine, by most people, however unfamiliar the 'technical' considerations might be. I now find it impossible to read anything without scrutinising and dissecting. I'm not convinced that's a good thing, though it's probably just an obsessive phase, like the 'Oh shit! We're all going to die' paranoia, or perhaps the 'Sunsets are unbelievably vivid if you lie on your back after eating a mushroom omelette' syndrome. Scrambled egg cortex is favourite...
by Aphasic on Feb. 27 2008