A time when you could just walk up to the MIC to read poetry and to conquer the audience (remember the sixties), irrevocably. It seems that now every fifth writes and publishes in social networks his poems. Someone still comes out with their creativity to the public. As someone content with just huskies. Today poetry is no longer just text, it's a mix of music, video, stage plastics and poems. Is it a trend or a new genre of art? About how modern poetry evolved from paper to the MIC and theatre, says a poet Camille Lysenko.
What is modern poetry? And who needs it?
I recently asked one of the organizers of poetry events. Opinion has not changed: modern poetry is a separate world in which some come at the call of the soul and others at the call of likes. Yes, poetry was a lot. Very much. The public, meetings, events, rampant of poems, likes and hundreds of comments. And all of this goes into the real world there are poetry readings, and concerts. Only that almost all such events are created like a blueprint. Change only the names and scenery, and the audience, the composition of the speakers and scenario of the evening, as a rule, always the same.
It turns out that all these public poetic trash? How much creative trash?
This is probably a common feature of time mass and we saw consciousness. The Internet and technologies offer huge scope for self-realization. Write music in iPad or make movies, taking on the iPhone; I want to copy poems and likes in the personal public. And you want be a star with photos of food, cats and Breasts on Instagram. I'm sad that people now are spending on the creation of product in less time than, say, a hundred years ago. If you quickly do something, almost not thinking about what to do. Sometimes bad verse in form, meaning, but the feeling that you've already read it. Take a look in the memory that's right, Hello, in a new wrapper. Copy paste is thriving. And it's not just General low level of culture. To be a poet it is very fashionable, apparently. Me in the day come at least three or four selections from the next "poet", which asked to evaluate and comment on its "creativity". I have nothing against self-expression. It's cool that people are trying to think and speak. But perhaps it is worth remembering the wisdom of the ancestors: write when you cannot not write. And out on display one hundredth of what everyone has written.