Vote for the poem(s) you feel is the best (up to two). Remember to adhere to the "Honor Code" when voting.
While it is understood there is no absolute means to monitor the intent of a vote, we ask each PRC participant to exercise integrity when voting out of respect for the contest:
- Please give each poetry submission an equal opportunity in attaining your vote.
- Please read, or at least skim, all the entries before voting.
- Please do not vote for your friends just because they're your friends.
The Poetry Running Contest puts good faith in its participants to act in an honorable manner.
Contestants, remember, you are required required to vote (and you can't vote for yourself)!
Happy voting!
*Interested new participants should submit their poems here.
I didn't really like anything this week. I liked Kpaca's the most out of the bunch.
even my entry is sloppy.
Really? I quote enjoyed this week. Voted for yours and Kamotz, for a similar reason you didn't like this week- they felt rough, not sloppy, and I'm cool with that.
Kamotz, I'll be honest, had one of the best poems I've ever seen from a first time PRC-er. A lot of great writers come through, though it might take them a week or two to be more picky about what they submit, or maybe they just slightly refine their writing, or I just learn to appreciate it, but it usually takes a couple weeks for me to fully appreciate our new writers. Not so with Kamotz (whose highly phonetic name is EXTREMELY hard to spell). His poem was a bit brutish with it's metaphors and themes, but it had a dozen layers of beauty for every surface layer of basic, crude, perhaps even ugly.
Perhaps I'm reading too much into it, but the imagery was lovely. Being in flux from a gray cityscape, possibly a painting, to somewhere beneath the ocean, the way "Falling whispered white-noise," forms a sheet "draped over concrete and glimmer-grass," it's a simple image, but a remarkable one. Maybe he intended that it's just not think enough to keep the city warm, but I saw a ghost, the crackle of a dying radio, the fleeting spirits of dreams leaving the city. And then he just talks about the verbs. The way they gradually diminish, then blossom into the smallest thing in the poem: a breath.
****, I definitely read WAY too much into that. No more poetry reviews after two or more beers.
Yanni, you got my other vote. The deliberately crude, half-broken-keyboard/half-kid-on-social-media managed to be, in my mind, a satire of both the technology plagued youth, and the technology plagued elders of business, from calling the computer a Porn Machine, to the stupid mistake that causes your butchered writing (accidentally leaving Numb Lock on), to the very existence of numb lock, and the fact that you would ever use it. It's scathing on a fistful of levels.
Or maybe I've been listening to too much MF Doom and Sole+The Skyrider Band. Either or.
Honorable mentions to:
Blippy: some of your best work in a while. Amusing, well written, and possessed of great imagery. Good ****.
Ilvaldi: I didn't know it was possible to be this consistent. Apparently it is. Ilvaldi is stupid good at what he does, though his rambling is sort of a double edged sword. When it works, it's the most beautiful off-hand mumblings in the world, when it doesn't work, it detracts from the main ideas and themes. This is one of the latter cases, though I'd say it's a fair trade overall.
Kpaca: Dope flow bro.
EDIT: Oh yeah, Frox, this isn't your first time at the PRC rodeo, is it? I'm pretty sure you've entered before, but better safe than sorry.
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It is. I figured I'd try to make some poetry that would get some laughs.
Did I do something wrong, rules wise?
No, you didn't. It's customary for the host to send an introductory PM to new participants, and I couldn't tell if you were new or not. I can still send it to you, if you want the whole PRC experience, but you seem to know what you're doing.
No, you didn't. It's customary for the host to send an introductory PM to new participants, and I couldn't tell if you were new or not. I can still send it to you, if you want the whole PRC experience, but you seem to know what you're doing.
You can send it to me if you want. I read the rules and they're not complicated, but the full experience is always cool.
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I wanted to vote for Frox's poem, if I could choose a third poem. So simple and innocent. A rare sight. But End of Summer and Snow Sonnet gained my vote, thanks to the somber tones.
Ilvaldi and kamotz were my HM's. Blippy, I loved the last rhyme of that poem. Fantastic.
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my mouth is full of winsome lies -
and eyes are full of death besides
but luckily the soul is wise -
it sees beyond my blindness and
forced failure makes a better guise,
so as i come again alive,
it feels like life's a decent plan
I can't exactly remember what it was about "Misanthropes" that gave it my vote, but something about reading it at 4 in the morning spoke to me. The style of "To the Boxes" reminded me of the poetry-writing style of a really good friend of mine in undergrad; short, very tactile, and intentional. I liked it.
Crap. I screwed my up votes. FOR THE RECORD, I MEANT TO VOTE FOR KPACA AND KAMOTS.
Honorable mentions to Yanni.
And thanks, Zelderex for the critique.
No worries about the vote, we've had issues before. I'll be sure to count an extra vote for Kpaca.
No problem. I've been having trouble writing poetry lately, and I appreciate just having this contest to give me inspiration. So thanks, ilvaldi, for even submitting a piece
so my poem isn't about the key NUMB lock. it's parodying the word "numb" meaning "slow" or "stupid". The idea is a poem about why my computer is writing all this text **** instead of real words, and that there is a NUMB lock in their brain. that makes everything horrid. The joke inside the poem is that the kids on social media and twitter who type like that didn't turn the NUMB lock in their brain off when typing.
oh and PS:
itz bs i din't win dis prc
cuz al mi humiez luv et luk lololol
cuz i hit da keyz
nd mi poum hd sol
YOLO
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so my poem isn't about the key NUMB lock. it's parodying the word "numb" meaning "slow" or "stupid". The idea is a poem about why my computer is writing all this text **** instead of real words, and that there is a NUMB lock in their brain. that makes everything horrid. The joke inside the poem is that the kids on social media and twitter who type like that didn't turn the NUMB lock in their brain off when typing.
oh and PS:
itz bs i din't win dis prc
cuz al mi humiez luv et luk lololol
cuz i hit da keyz
nd mi poum hd sol
YOLO
it's OK, I won the "get no votes award [currently co-winning] so at least you avoided that?
Actually I got what you said from the poem. I think I didn't vote for it because reading the garbled text was annoying to me. #pedantism
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my mouth is full of winsome lies -
and eyes are full of death besides
but luckily the soul is wise -
it sees beyond my blindness and
forced failure makes a better guise,
so as i come again alive,
it feels like life's a decent plan
Here are the Poetry submissions for this week:
Suit Yourself, by Guilan
Who gives a **** about anxiety?, by Preve
"End of Summer" Symphony No. 1 in E minor. Op. 8, No. 3, by Kamots (unofficial king of long poem titles)
Snow Sonnet (August?!?!? WTF?!?!?) by BlippytheSlug
Further Down Route 1 by Ilvaldi
To the Boxes, by Kpaca
Sunset Horizon, by Dangerillustrated
Portrait of a Young Phoenician, by Zelderex
Misanthropes fall in love, too., by Torm
NUMb LOCK, by Yanni
The Bike, by Frox
Vote for the poem(s) you feel is the best (up to two). Remember to adhere to the "Honor Code" when voting.
While it is understood there is no absolute means to monitor the intent of a vote, we ask each PRC participant to exercise integrity when voting out of respect for the contest:
- Please give each poetry submission an equal opportunity in attaining your vote.
- Please read, or at least skim, all the entries before voting.
- Please do not vote for your friends just because they're your friends.
The Poetry Running Contest puts good faith in its participants to act in an honorable manner.
Contestants, remember, you are required required to vote (and you can't vote for yourself)!
Happy voting!
*Interested new participants should submit their poems here.
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even my entry is sloppy.
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Really? I quote enjoyed this week. Voted for yours and Kamotz, for a similar reason you didn't like this week- they felt rough, not sloppy, and I'm cool with that.
Kamotz, I'll be honest, had one of the best poems I've ever seen from a first time PRC-er. A lot of great writers come through, though it might take them a week or two to be more picky about what they submit, or maybe they just slightly refine their writing, or I just learn to appreciate it, but it usually takes a couple weeks for me to fully appreciate our new writers. Not so with Kamotz (whose highly phonetic name is EXTREMELY hard to spell). His poem was a bit brutish with it's metaphors and themes, but it had a dozen layers of beauty for every surface layer of basic, crude, perhaps even ugly.
Perhaps I'm reading too much into it, but the imagery was lovely. Being in flux from a gray cityscape, possibly a painting, to somewhere beneath the ocean, the way "Falling whispered white-noise," forms a sheet "draped over concrete and glimmer-grass," it's a simple image, but a remarkable one. Maybe he intended that it's just not think enough to keep the city warm, but I saw a ghost, the crackle of a dying radio, the fleeting spirits of dreams leaving the city. And then he just talks about the verbs. The way they gradually diminish, then blossom into the smallest thing in the poem: a breath.
****, I definitely read WAY too much into that. No more poetry reviews after two or more beers.
Yanni, you got my other vote. The deliberately crude, half-broken-keyboard/half-kid-on-social-media managed to be, in my mind, a satire of both the technology plagued youth, and the technology plagued elders of business, from calling the computer a Porn Machine, to the stupid mistake that causes your butchered writing (accidentally leaving Numb Lock on), to the very existence of numb lock, and the fact that you would ever use it. It's scathing on a fistful of levels.
Or maybe I've been listening to too much MF Doom and Sole+The Skyrider Band. Either or.
Honorable mentions to:
Blippy: some of your best work in a while. Amusing, well written, and possessed of great imagery. Good ****.
Ilvaldi: I didn't know it was possible to be this consistent. Apparently it is. Ilvaldi is stupid good at what he does, though his rambling is sort of a double edged sword. When it works, it's the most beautiful off-hand mumblings in the world, when it doesn't work, it detracts from the main ideas and themes. This is one of the latter cases, though I'd say it's a fair trade overall.
Kpaca: Dope flow bro.
EDIT: Oh yeah, Frox, this isn't your first time at the PRC rodeo, is it? I'm pretty sure you've entered before, but better safe than sorry.
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Did I do something wrong, rules wise?
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No, you didn't. It's customary for the host to send an introductory PM to new participants, and I couldn't tell if you were new or not. I can still send it to you, if you want the whole PRC experience, but you seem to know what you're doing.
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Do I get like a fruit basket or something?
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special thanks to sentimentgx4 for the sig
Pourquoi?
and eyes are full of death besides
but luckily the soul is wise -
it sees beyond my blindness and
forced failure makes a better guise,
so as i come again alive,
it feels like life's a decent plan
Sig courtesy of DOLZero
Honorable mentions to Yanni.
And thanks, Zelderex for the critique.
No worries about the vote, we've had issues before. I'll be sure to count an extra vote for Kpaca.
No problem. I've been having trouble writing poetry lately, and I appreciate just having this contest to give me inspiration. So thanks, ilvaldi, for even submitting a piece
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oh and PS:
itz bs i din't win dis prc
cuz al mi humiez luv et luk lololol
cuz i hit da keyz
nd mi poum hd sol
YOLO
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It was a very good week, I only disliked a single poem so it was hard to choose.
it's OK, I won the "get no votes award [currently co-winning] so at least you avoided that?
Actually I got what you said from the poem. I think I didn't vote for it because reading the garbled text was annoying to me. #pedantism
and eyes are full of death besides
but luckily the soul is wise -
it sees beyond my blindness and
forced failure makes a better guise,
so as i come again alive,
it feels like life's a decent plan
Let it be remembered, for the sake of record-keeping, that Ilvaldi also cast a vote for Kpaca.
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