Hey poets, who killed modern poetry? Was it you?

Poetry can speak to us, or for us, when our own words fail. And yet, today’s poems seem too often to speak over our shoulders to some bespectacled academic or other standing behind us. Why?

I was asked to write a healing poem for women who had suffered abuse (See end of article), and this piece was the result.

On Popular Poetry by Kerry Cue  

Review, The Weekend Australian, 27th Dec 2008

Poets of Australia, you are letting us, the general public, down. You can, of course, write whatever you bloody well choose to write in your poems with or without full stops, capital letters or verbs. You can take your inspiration from Keats, kestrels and cathedrals or expose your post-modernist angst with some poetic self-flagellation.  No problem. I’m not here to tell you what to write. I am here to tell you what we, the general public, need with regards to poetry. You must have noticed. We actually do need poetry in our lives.

         We read poetry at the great ceremonial moments in life such as weddings or funerals. The sad truth, however, is that most of the poets we choose to read out loud at social gatherings are dead. Khalil Gibran kicked the bucket, metaphorically speaking, over 75 years ago, while the Sufi poet Rumi has been dead for centuries. Moreover, when couples choose poetry for their weddings, they often turn their backs on contemporary poets and call on the likes of an Apache Poem written, possibly, by a nameless Hollywood scriptwriter for a B-grade Western. What’s going on?

         Some of you would insist that poetry is not a service industry. Too true.  Yet despite the sweat and labour you put into your word-smithing, few want to read what you write*. You are producing a one-legged table. There are those who would appreciate the magnificence of your craftsmanship, but few know what to do with it. As a consequence, publishers have lost interest in printing poetry – You try and sell a one-legged table- and those few newspapers and magazines that publish poetry stow it in small spaces in tight corners.

Full article here.

*I started 2 blogs, Poempig and Mathspig, the same year, 2012. Mathspig has 1.7M hits. Poempig’s hit count was so dismal, I stopped posting in 2015.

See link or following post: 6 dead poets & 2 undead ones:

The most popular poems read at Aussie Weddings and Funerals

THIS WRITER’S LIFE: I’m in The Australian Today


Today The Australian has published an extract (The Story Club, SAT 22 JUN 2019) from my latest book, THE SUNDAY STORY CLUB (PanMacmillan), written with co-author Doris Brett. 

Those bloody teacups. The photographer brought them with him. It should have been wine glasses.

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Major Tom to course control, I’m floating in a most peculiar way

 

 Ed White Gemini 4 1965       NASA


Ed White Gemini 4 1965 NASA 

quote 1….THE real threat to the survival of universities is not deregulation or funding issues, but the virtual campus with lecturers sitting at ground control and students getting lost in cyber space.

It’s 1969. I’m studying science-engineering at Melbourne University on a campus electrified by radicalised politics. The student union quadrangle has the excitement and clutter of an exotic bizarre awash with Hare Krishnas, rock bands, flute playing hippies,

badge wearing Trotskyites and more.

With 38 contact hours, I was blessed to attend university, despite being the only girl in my course (thus unable to skip too many classes), at a time when campus life was rich and academic standards demanding.

Fast forward 40 plus years, I’m walking across the university campus on my way to the Faculty of Engineering alumni dinner. A few students, talking on mobile phones and wearing shoulder bags, rush past me toward the street. It’s early evening and tumbleweeds could roll through the union building quadrangle. The union looks like any other cafe in Melbourne at that hour. Floors are being swept. Chairs stacked. It’s closing down. I can hear football players shouting as they train on the university oval, but otherwise the student union is dead.
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You can read more of this Edited Extract from MeLand: 10 Ways Self-Obsession Makes You Stupid, by Kerry Cue, Connor Court, $24.95, 2013 here:

The Australian

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