Who's the greatest poet of this generation?

You jest, but he's literally on the Pulitzer shortlist.

That is racist.
You are being a racist.
This is a matter of fact.

R U P I
K A U R
P A U R
H A U R
E V R Y
H A U R
O N D I
H A U R

Henri Cole or Will Alexander.

Jon Hjornevik, anyone who comprehends Norwegian they should read his poems, or listen to him reading them out loud
soundcloud.com/jonhjornevik/06-nm-i-blomsterdekor?in=jonhjornevik/sets/live-fra-tomtom-studio

I... I like this
where can I find more

keep an eye out, i'm doing a long-form poem right now, i'll probs shill here a little

u been posting this for years

I've been working for years

good, keep writing
can you rec me poets that inspired this style?

Robert Duncan
Ashbery
Eliot
H.D.

Davey Wreden's videogame, The Beginner's Guide

google "Mallarmé"

>Mallarmé
I read some by him when I get off of work, thanks for the rec!

Read Merrill if you haven’t

thanks, good recs

For people who think OP is memeing.

I'm the biggest hypocrite in 2015
When I finish this if you listenin' I'm sure you will agree
This plot is bigger than me, it's generational hatred
It's genocism, it's grimy, little justification
I'm African-American, I'm African
I'm black as the heart of a fuckin' Aryan
I'm black as the name of Tyrone and Dareous
Excuse my French but fuck you, no fuck ya'll
That's as blunt as it gets
I know you hate me, don't you?
You hate my people, I can tell because it's threats when I see you
I can tell because your ways deceitful
Know I can tell because you're in love with the Desert Eagle
Thinkin' maliciously, he get a chain then you gone bleed him
It's funny how Zulu and Xhosa might go to war
Two tribal armies that want to build and destroy
Remind me of these Compton crip gangs that live next door
Beefin' with Piru's, only death settle the score
So don't matter how much I say I like to preach with the Panthers
Or tell Georgia State "Marcus Garvey got all the answers"
Or try to celebrate February like it's my B-Day
Or eat watermelon, chicken and Kool-Aid on weekdays
Or jump high enough to get Michael Jordan endorsements
Or watch BET cause urban support is important
So why did I weep when Trayvon Martin was in the street?
When gang banging make me kill a nigga blacker than me?
Hypocrite!

>look at me im doing things different
>if you dont like it u stupid me very smart
there is a reason why you dont find these types of work in history and its because now that we have internet every pseud can publish their work

Oh Lamar, Hail Mary and marijuana, times is hard
Pray with the hooligans, shadows all in the dark
Fellowship with demons and relatives, I'm a star
Life is one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin', infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my thoughts
Children listen, it gets deep
See once upon a time inside the Nickerson Garden projects
The object was to process and digest poverty's dialect
Adaptation inevitable, gun violence, crack spot
Federal policies raid buildings and drug professionals
Anthony was the oldest of seven
Well respected, calm and collected
Laughin' and joking made life easier
Hard times, momma on crack
A four-year-old telling his nanny he needed her
His family history pimpin' and bangin'
He was meant to be dangerous
Clocked him a grip and start slangin'
Fifteen scrapin' up his jeans with quarter pieces
Even got some head from a smoker last weekend
Dodged a policeman workin' for his big homie
Small time hustler, graduated to a brick on him
Ten thousand dollars out of a project housing
That's on the daily, seen his first mil twenty years old
Had a couple of babies, had a couple of shooters
Caught a murder case, fingerprints on the gun
They assumin', but witnesses couldn't prove it
That was back when he turned his back
And they killed his cousin
He beat the case and went back to hustlin'
Bird shufflin', Anthony rang
The first in the projects with the two-tone Mustang
That 5.0 thing, they say 5-0 came
Circlin' parkin' lots and parking spots
And hoppin' out while harrasing the corner blocks
Crooked cops told Anthony he should kick it
He brushed them off and walked back
To the Kentucky Fried Chicken
See at this chicken spot
There was a light-skinned nigga that talked a lot
With a curly top and a gap in his teeth
He worked the window, his name was Ducky
He came from the streets the Robert Taylor Homes
Southside Projects, Chiraq, the Terror Dome
Drove to California with a woman on him and 500 dollars
They had a son hoping that he'd see college
Hustlin' on the side with a nine to five to freak it
Cadillac Seville, he'd ride his son around on weekends
Three-piece special with his name on the shirt pocket
'Cross the street from the projects
Anthony planned to rob it
Stuck up the place before back in '84
That's when affiliation was really eight gears of war
So many relatives telling us, selling us devilish works
Killing us crime, intelligent, felonious
Prevalent proposition with nines
Ducky was well aware, they robbed the manager
And shot a customer last year
He figured he'd get on these niggas good sides
Free chicken every time Anthony posted in line
Two extra biscuits, Anthony liked him and then let him slide
They didn't kill him, in fact it look like
They're the last to survive

Pay attention, that one decision changed both of they lives
One curse at a time, reverse the manifest
And good karma and I'll tell you why
You take two strangers
And put 'em in random predicaments
Give 'em a soul so they can
Make their own choices and live with it
Twenty years later them same strangers
You make 'em meet again
Inside recording studios where they reaping their benefits
Then you start reminding them 'bout that chicken incident
Whoever thought the greatest rapper
Would be from coincidence
Because if Anthony killed Ducky
Top Dawg could be servin' life
While I grew up without a father and die in a gunfight

THIS IS AN AWFULLY HOT
COFFEE POT

Not gonna lie, the nigga does have talent.

I don't understand what he means by what he did, but he has talent, I can see that

having talent in terms of writing would mean that he wouldn't have to rely on methods other than writing. he might be talented but he is no talented writer, a talented artist perhaps.

>rely on methods other than writing
This implies writing is somehow superior to other artforms. That conversation is straight out of the fucking 20s, we should not have to engage in it anymore.
>He might be talented but he is no talented writer
You do see the contradiction here, right?
>a talented artist perhaps
So writers are not artists? Do you read your own posts?

>This implies writing is somehow superior to other artforms.

It is.

why?

Wrong rapper idiot

And Apollinaire too.

>>rely on methods other than writing
>This implies writing is somehow superior to other artforms
No it doesn't. This is a thread about poetry, which is a form of writing and the images he posted is not writing but a kind of an artwork. So it is art, making him an artist, but it doesn't make him a writer just because he used words.

>>He might be talented but he is no talented writer
>You do see the contradiction here, right?
Like I said, he isn't a writer, but an artist who uses words in his artwork.

>>a talented artist perhaps
>So writers are not artists? Do you read your own posts?
Again, using words in an artwork doesn't make you a writer.

You write a book but you do not write an artwork, you create an artwork, thus making him an artist, but not a writer.

Why do you say it's not writing? Do you think writing is limited to the form of a book? Then what about changing the size of the font? At what point is it disqualified as writing? I would argue that the point the artist is trying to make is exactly that poetry does not have to abide to the "standard" form of words in lines.

>You write a book but you do not write an artwork, you create an artwork, thus making him an artist, but not a writer.
One creates an artwort, yes. However, artists utilize mediums. Painters use paint, musicians use instruments (or whatever to make rythmic sounds), but the're both creating art.
You write a book, which can be considered art, which makes you an writer who created an artwork.
He wrote a poem. He is a writer.

I didn't read the images he posted, and I never fucking will.

define "this generation"

What particularly bothers you about my work? I doubt i'll change it, but I'd love specific hatred!

aight!
this is a little more conrete than I prefer, but I def get the appeal!
thanks!

Use words to express yourself, not symbols and spaces.

me just wait

Aragon too