Reads less like poetry and more like a mad pastors spiral further into insanity.
The “Bigbangist” merely needs ask if the farmer loves sycamore trees with warblers nesting therein and should the man reply “yes” they should reply “then you must now kiss my ass.”
An absence of evidence of chance or an absence of evidence of god prove nothing, I can accept an agnostic but imagine raging at all that we do know because you can’t fathom anything outside of what was hammered into you from a young age.
Science-denying bs aside, I hate how this guy just puts line breaks wherever the fuck he wants with seemingly no consideration of flow or pacing. But then I’m not a poet, maybe there’s some deeper patterns or something going on that I can’t be bothered to look for.
Ive noticed its kindof endemic in poetry to put unhelpful line breaks which have more to do with visual consistency than any consideration of meaning. Imagine trying to read some of this stuff out loud to an audience. You can easily tell which poets considered how their poetry would be read when they were writing this way, not just how it felt coming out (which, to be fair, is quite important). Tends to be one of the marks of a better poet, but such consideration is neither required nor sufficient for good poetry it has to be pointed out.
Oh of course, ultimately there’s no blueprint for poetry, and there shouldn’t be. Like any publicly-shared art, there’s no right or wrong way to do it, it’s just a matter of whether or not it connects with people. The word choice and order of this poem are beautiful, even if I find the substance behind them to be hollow and regressive. But the structure just completely takes me out of it, pretty much from the first line. It’s like a movie with good writing and acting, but terrible pacing and editing, about a pretty stupid story. If everything else was good, I could overlook the stupidity of the plot for the quality of the film as a whole. As is, I’ll be avoiding this director’s future projects.