They are the gutter of my smooth thud paperback
on a plate. Devour the spine of a torsugine
as some mystery sheer licks against my fingers
Papercuts and thin chapbook raggabon killers
Expound upon our binding, hard cover mystery
the killer a kappa with a dakari nature
Koronobite the only weakness to bonfikify
this romance, this bitterwroth of nurture
discriminating my mind, dehumanize my life
neutralize me, labelize me, Killer, Oni,
Your torsiur nullifies that stranger in my coming of age
my mature lazure spotifies your past participles.
Harpy, let this unsub go, storm laborers expunge
upon my vagabond eyes, let this mold languify
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It's like the Jabberwocky poem, but dark and mysterious, and manages to really pull it off rather than just trying hard. This seems to be due to the tone and construction of the nonsense words, their being completely phonologically different from the words in Jabberwocky. I like it a lot. I also like the use of words in different parts of speech. It's like madness, like what Plato says with "poetry is divine madness", not something to be remedied at all, like surrealism, like Max Ernst in poetry (especially with all the organic words, if this poem were age rated higher I'd mention some more NSFW ones). I don't really have a critique for it except that it feels unfinished and incomplete.
XD Thank you for the praise.
[A note as a mod: try not to say nsfw things in anything but in an actual work cuz even if the work is marked high, the reviews are visible elsewhere, so they wouldn't be]
I actually really love the Jabberwocky poem, but I wasn't using it as an inspiration. This was a challenge for NaPo, so I was reading and re-reading the challenge poem example to come up with this.
You can find that here: A Poet's Universe
Thank you for letting me know it feels unfinished and incomplete. I'll see if I can try to resolve that.
Where did these words come from exactly? I don't mean to insult your writing, I'm just confused. Are you sure bonfikify, torsugine, koronobite, and raggabon are actually words and are you sure that you're using sheer, thud, and gutter in the right context? Please help me understand. I'm also not sure how the title applies to the poem. I'm probably just being stupid, but if so, would please explain this to me?
Hello!
Actually those are the made up words for the challenge. Bonfikify, Torsugine, Koronobite and Raggabon are all words that I created for this poem in an effort to follow a prompt.
As for sheer, I can't really say I used it in the right context, no, but I wanted to give the feeling of something unobstructed and rough, so I used sheer.
I did the same thing with thud. I wanted that feeling of deep, like, book pounding sound, the one you get when you bat on a heavy paperback or hard cover, so I stuffed thud in between two words that exemplify book to help get the whole scene/feel together.
Gutter is actually completely in the right context however. There is such thing as a gutter in a book which is the area of the page which is lost to the fold of the book. Basically what I'm saying in that first line is that "'they' [books/content/themes/etc] are the lost space of my thick book."
I completely understand why this is confusing, and I'm actually surprised so many people liked it. Honestly, all I was really going for was the feeling of words and the sounds.
For the words I made up, I went with longer syllables and I combined sounds that usually mean different things. For instance bonfikify is sort of like bon-fire, a friendly gathering sort of thing, but 'fikify' is tough to say, so it's a conjunction of something friendly, but difficult. Plus fikify is fun to say, even if it is something of a challenge.
Torsugine is sort of like torment torture tortoise etc, and since in this case it's a noun, tortoise type creature which has sanguine mashed onto it, which is a color scheme sort of thing, old, auburn/amber, or optimistically naive.
Korobonite I wanted people to think of kryptonite, especially given the context of "x is the only weakness to y" so hopefully that one isn't too hard. But also a lot of made up elements and things end with nite because of chemical naming, so I stuffed nite on it.
raggabond is a play on vagabond which is a vagrant or a homeless person.
All in all, the poem is just really about how stories can take you from one world to another in a flash of nothing at all. You pick up a romance, and suddenly you're in an action novel, you pick a mystery, and you're running through the streets a pauper.
To do a stanza summary of the point, I would say this:
The story is lost in the thickest books, but you can still enjoy them
As I read a mystery, I'm marred by the story's characters
In a hard cover mystery, the killer is a Japanese fantasy creature with an otherworldly nature
If we want a romance, the only penetration is a made up substance which can expound in spurts unsatisfactorily
I change into the characters I read, I feel their pain, and their suffering, the labels people put on them, I change into the antagonists too
I have to read to get rid of those sorrows even though I'm mature enough to have worked through these things myself and I can spot the flaws
Greek Mythological Beast of gross nature[insult], stop tormenting the antagonists. I just want to put the books down for a while and live my life.
I hope having a bit of a guide for how I interpret the words can help you see what I was going for.
Hello Aley,
This was so brilliant. Your (made up? reordered?) words blend in so well, both visually and rhythmically, with the others. Very cool concept.
"They are the gutter of my smooth thud paperback
on a plate. Devour the spine of a torsugine
Love the use of thud as an adjective. Devour was an intriguing description...
"as some mystery sheer licks against my fingers
Papercuts and thin chapbook raggabon killers
I might add some punctuation here, because these thoughts feel just a little disjointed. Perhaps "as some mystery sheer licks against my fingers, / Papercuts, and thin chapbook raggabon killers..."?
"Expound upon our binding, hard cover mystery
the killer a kappa with a dakari nature
Koronobite the only weakness to bonfikify
this romance, this bitterwroth of nurture
Just had to point out that I love 'bitterwroth'...
"discriminating my mind, dehumanize my life
neutralize me, labelize me, Killer, Oni,
Your torsiur nullifies that stranger in my coming of age
my mature lazure spotifies your past participles.
Maybe some punctuation here? A comma after 'age'?
"Harpy, let this unsub go, storm laborers expunge
upon my vagabond eyes, let this mold languify"
Languify. I love it.
Aley, this is so good. I have re-read it at least three times now.
I have to ask: how did you come up with these words, and what do they mean to you? Somehow, though they force the reader to think a little more abstractly, they don't take away any meaning from your poem. The reader, thanks to your clever context, can fill in for themselves their assumed definition. However, I am curious to know what they mean to you.
Hope to see more of your writing soon here on YWS, and if you have any questions feel free to PM me.
Write On,
mav
Hello!
So I actually went over a few of the words for the reviewer one up if you want to take a look ^^
Mostly, I just went with words that sounded like words I wanted to use, but limited myself away from. For instance, languify to me is a long and liquid type of verb. Doing something extendedly. A lot of it just had to do with sound though, like bonfikify.
For me, I used a word that I wanted it to sound like, so if you can figure out what the word is similar to, such as bitterworth = bittersweet and raggabond = vagabond [which I actually used later in the poem too] you're good to go.
Given that the challenge was to create a mishmash of real words and fake ones, I really am very happy that so many people liked this! Thank you for your kind words and I'll definitely check out the punctuation. You're right, it does look a little scarce.