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Should Poets Explain their Poetry?

Last Friday (5 February) I gave an online reading, using Microsoft Teams to work colleagues.

During my performance I read from my recently released collection Leaving and Other Poems. Having read my poem Blackbird, I explained the context in which it had been composed.

Having finished my brief explanation, a colleague commented that knowing something about the context of the poem, it’s meaning Etc was helpful. I responded that whilst I appreciated her thoughts and, I am, on occasions happy to provide context, I was wary of taking away from my readers own perspectives on my poetry by putting my interpretation on my work.

Part of the beauty of poetry is that the reader can interpret a poem in diverse (and often very different ways). I am often surprised at how my readers interpret my work and sometimes find their interpretations rather bizarre. However, in many other instances I comprehend why they interpret a particular poem as they do and this has sometimes caused me to see new meanings in my own work.

I am planning a reading from Leaving and Other Poems in a local library in the near future. Doubtless I will talk about what inspired me to write a given poem. However, if I am asked what a particular poem means I shall politely respond that I would be interested to hear the questioners own interpretation prior to (possibly) providing my own perspective.

As always I would be interested in your comments. How do my fellow poets feel about explaining their poetry? Also, if you are not a poet but enjoy reading poetry, do you find a poets explanations helpful or do they take away from your enjoyment of their work?

You can find Leaving and Other Poems in paperback and Kindle on Amazon here https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09R3HR9KG/ (for the UK), and here, https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09R3HR9KG/
(for the US and elsewhere).

Miss Flow

I know a young lady named Miss Flow
Who works in a place known as Soho.
She dances on stage
With pretty Miss Page,
But my wife she forbids me to go!

There Was A Young Lady of Sri Lanka

There was a young lady of Sri Lanka
Who, being unable to master the Japanese tanka,
Composed a fine sonnet
Whilst Wearing a bonnet
As she danced on a large oil tanker!

A Young Lady Who is Sometimes Sporty

A young lady who is sometimes sporty
Has a reputation for being very naughty.
When on the field
All the men yield,
But sometimes she likes to be sporty …

There Was a Young Man Named Ray

There was a young man named Ray
Who composed a fine poem each May.
For the rest of the year
He was drunk on strong beer.
For some reason Ray Soon passed away!

When a Gorgeous Young Lady of Leeds

When a gorgeous young lady of Leeds
Said, “you men all have your needs …”.
I said, “I like an adventure
But this is a shopping centre,
And its freezing today here in Leeds!”

Birch

A young lady whose name is Birch
Is a regular at a certain church.
She owns a cane
Which causes great pain.
And the vicars fond of the birch …

There Was a Young Man Named Dunn

There was a young man named Dunn
Who decided to fly to the sun.
But going off course
He encountered a horse
Who said, “that just can’t be done!”

My Poetry Featured On Vivienne Sang’s Blog

My thanks to Vivienne Sang for featuring me and my poetry on her blog. To visit the post please follow this link, https://aspholessaria.wordpress.com/2022/01/31/a-new-book-of-poetry-by-kevin-morris/

There Once Was a Most Strange Ghost

There once was a most strange ghost
Who spent all his time eating toast.
I don’t know why
As after you die
You have no need to eat toast!