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"Not much," misfortune seemed to bray,
When all came crashing down on you.
You used to shine in every hue;
Your confidence kept fear at bay.
What was it that you thought you knew?
For like a weed, ambition grew;
Temptation drove your steps astray,
When all came crashing down on you.
Could I have hindered what ensued?
Could this have gone another way?
What was it that you thought you knew?
What matter now? At your debut,
On best intentions, panic preyed.
It all came crashing down on you.
And now upon a time or two,
My own reflection seems to say,
"What was it that you thought you knew
When all came crashing down on you?"
It's been a while since I wrote one of these. They say it's a poetry form that's often used for showcasing a level of obsession; from a technical standpoint, it's also a fairly difficult type to write in because of the rigidity of its form. You pretty much have to pick the refrains first and then work out the rest of it around them.
Anyway, it's probably some level of hubris to put something like this out where anyone and everyone can see it, but call it a way of holding myself accountable to something. If it's out there, I can't set it alight and pretend it never existed. For better or for worse, there it is.
I should probably do more of that than I do, putting things out there and damning the hangups. But any bridge built has to start with a single post, right? Or something like that — don't look at me, I'm not an architect.
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This would've been a far different experience if my refrains had been "You thought you had it all in hand / But nothing went the way you'd planned", for example.
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So yes, I found it challenging. The way a long-distance runner finds a marathon challenging, or something like that.
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Why, what was yours?
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I can't think of any hobbies I've abandoned over the years. Though this place makes it difficult to learn any other language or script.
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I admit I'm a little curious about the line of inquiry we're following. I didn't take you as one for small talk, yet you're indulging in it when I'm sure there are a lot of other burning questions you're probably dying to be asking instead.
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But no, I think the skillsets are fairly complementary, actually. Word choice and connotation are paramount in both, and they're both vehicles for conveying the author's intentions. Poems are just more reflective, I suppose, whereas rules are imperative.
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I was thinking that when it comes to drafting regulations the technical definition of the words is important. Rules establish our boundaries in society and, in theory, their purpose is for everyone. The existence of ambiguity or double-meaning is an exploitable gap in their control.
However, poetry has no such purpose to society. You could even say it only has purpose to the author, and anything the audience gets out of it is incidental. Rather than choosing words based on clarity, you choose them based on their phonemes or what they evoke emotionally.
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Case in point — who is the "you" my villanelle is referencing?
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The "you" changes partway through the poem, doesn't it?
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Anyway, my point stands. I think the same principles that make an airtight rule are applicable to poetry, albeit exercised in a different manner.
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I'll concede your point, but then it brings me back to the hobby. Did you start writing poetry because of your career, or are they both branches of writing that you were drawn to separately from the same interest in wordplay? And if it evolves beyond an exercise into sharpening your skills into a regular activity of its own, is it really still related to your career?
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:)
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Do you never think about the choice of words you use for yourself?
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I think constantly about word choice and the respective connotations that come with it. You might even say it's something I was trained into. So perhaps when I hesitate to call something a hobby it's because I can tell that the term feels imprecise even if I haven't thoroughly assessed the specifics of why that is. You may have noticed I have certain hangups about imprecision when it comes to things that matter.
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No? Is that really how you think a conversation works?
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Doing unpleasant or unenjoyable things despite them being unpleasant or unenjoyable is on occasion part of the human experience, yes.
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