I’ve always wanted to write something like this, be it an essay or an article. I’ve always had an idea or a vision of writing my own personal view of what poetry is and what it means to be a poet. I’ve had this idea for a couple of years now. When I first thought of it, it struck me as nothing else but my own reasonably oversized ego. Let me explain...
I have been writing poetry, literal poetry, for about three years now; five years if I include the lyrics to my early raps. Three years ago my poems were... bad. I mean really bad. The kind of ‘bad’ you should be put in prison for. These poems were obese with clichés and cheap imagery. They were completely unstructured, except for the clear rhyme schemes. I was a typical beginner poet, thinking that all poems should rhyme, otherwise it just isn’t poetry. Here’s where the ego comes in. I used to think that I am a poet just because I’ve written something that rhymes. Somehow, I felt glorified and relevant to the world of art and to the development of the already complex human mind, just because I could rhyme a ‘cat’ with a ‘mat’. My ego was of course just delusional thinking.
However, I did not know it at the time, perhaps I chose not to know it, that my ego, being the inspiration for this piece, was essentially what kept blocking me from writing my answer, or my personal view of the question in the title. Only with time did my ego give way to the humbling power of poetry. I’ve learned some of the basic rules, the hard way, and I’ve accepted the fact that if I really want to write poetry I would have to become a student of this art for the rest of my life. You can see where the ego scuttled away with its tail tucked between its legs...
I’ve understood that I would have to wait some time until I had a reasonably mature attitude towards poetry. Even now, in many ways, it is still too early for me to write my response to the question in the title. It is too early even for those who had been writing poetry for decades. Knowing this, I realise that my response to this question will never be complete. I believe that there is no single answer to this question. The answer lies in each individual poet and his/her relationship with poetry.
As I said before, I used to think that being a poet is simply being a person with the ability to rhyme. I quickly learned the important lesson that rhyming is a tool, not a necessity in poetry. I guess the easiest way to put it is that it’s ok to rhyme, as long as the rhyme is not the meaning of a particular stanza, phrase or line. It cannot become the pattern for the poem; instead the poem should become the pattern for the rhyme. Ultimately, rhyming is just another decision a poet has to make when composing his/her piece. It may or may not be used, depending on the poem itself.
Usually, however, there is one necessity in poetry. Imagery. Without imagery, a poem does not ‘capture’ a particular thing a poet wants to express, but simply explains it. If I want to ‘explain’ something I tend to use the simplest words I can find to make it understandable. Imagery does not simply explain something to you. Imagery grabs you by the collar and pulls you to the exact spot in space and/or time of which it speaks. You experience that place and it needs no explanation.
Why am I talking about this? Well, on a very fundamental level, I’ve learned that in order to be a poet you have to learn to see. There is a difference between looking at something and seeing something. When you look at something, you simply acknowledge that it is there. You limit your observation to an acceptance of reality, the same way you look at a watch to check the time. A mere glance is enough to tell you the fundamental reality that it is now 5pm and you are allowed to go home from work, but this is just the outer layer of that reality.
To see something, your patterns of observation have to become more directly connected to whatever you’re observing. In other words, you have to become the thing you’re observing. Let me illustrate.
A bowl is a bowl. You pour your soup into a bowl, which makes it easier for you to eat that soup. This fact is probably the immediate observation you make when you see a bowl. However, if you were to take a bowl, put it in front of you, would you be able to see, or to become the bowl? Yes, this sounds quite ridiculous; a bowl is just an object used for eating. However, if a bowl had a mind, what would it say? For example:
‘I live in a box with hinges
that opens only when a stomach growls-
sandwiched between my sisters,
I am just one in a cupboard pile.’
...Or something like that. Now this isn’t top class poetry, but do you see what I mean when I say that imagery is like becoming something? Not only had this bowl been given an identity, but somewhat of an emotional strain is also visible. It’s empty when it’s not being used. It feels worthless when it just sits in a cupboard. You suddenly begin ‘experiencing’ the bowl and you somehow understand it, even though, in reality, it is indeed just a bowl. Where am I going with this?
Well, one way of answering the question, ‘What does it mean to be a poet?’, simply means that you observe something and then use imagery and other language techniques to express it and to make the reader be able to experience whatever your poem is about. However, this view is somewhat limited to the technical aspects of poetry. It speaks of its function and effect, but does it really explain what it means to be a poet?
I’ve learned that being a poet does not simply mean being able to write good poetry, using advanced and sophisticated techniques to express something, nor does it actually mean to pick up a pen and then start working on a poem.
I’ve observed many things since I’ve been writing poetry, including something very important. The things I observe - the objects, people, places, etc – seem to be carefully selected. Interestingly, I often select the ‘objects’ I observe subconsciously. I don’t just observe absolutely everything that is around me. I am an individual, so only specific things will draw my attention and these things may be the complete opposite of what draws the attention of another individual. However, the most important point here is that the things that draw my attention also seem to capture my feelings. The imagery I use in my poems seems to have a direct connection to my deepest thoughts and emotions. Again, this often happens subconsciously, so I can’t say that being a poet is about self-expression, because sometimes I don’t even realise that there is a connection to my personal life, so here’s my response to the primary question, ‘What does it mean to be a poet?’
Being a poet does not mean ‘self-expression’; being a poet means ‘self-discovery’.
I realised that a couple of months ago and I must admit that when I first realised it, I got quite scared. I wasn’t sure whether I actually want to ‘self-discover’. Why? Because self-discovery can be as much fulfilling as it can be destructive.
However, there is a reason to why I first started writing poetry. I did not know who I was.
I’ve always had a problem with analysing myself and coming to certain conclusions, even if they weren’t correct. I was unable to learn about myself. There was a black hole inside of me that consumed everything around and within me, and yet it was still just a black hole. It had no sound, no texture, not even a shape. Self-discovery was something I was incapable of doing. Perhaps it was my age. I was very young. Then again, I am still very young.
I now believe that being a poet has nothing to do with writing poems. Being a poet means finding just the right words that tell you exactly who you are.
I can honestly say that now I know who I am, but that I will keep to myself...
Nathan Bednarek 2009.

Comments
Beeme | July 31, 2009 - 19:00
This was a great piece Nathan ,of answering the question "What does it mean to be a poet?". You have defiantly answered the question from lots of angles and I have had an insight in what poetry means to you. I agree that poetry and self discovery are inter-linked, it helped me re-evaluate the way I looked at the world and myself. Well done. Beeme xx
Nathan Bednarek | July 31, 2009 - 19:07
Thank you for that lovely comment Beeme! It took me a long time to decide whether I want to post this on abctales, but your comment made me really glad that I did ;-)
I agree with what you said about re-evaluating our view of things through poetry. Again, thanks.
Nathan.
Beeme | July 31, 2009 - 19:46
You're welcome :) This is a very unique piece and endearing for the reader, it shows me you have transformed your way of writing poetry and shows your journey of self discovery. Thanks for sharing it. Beeme xx
P.S I can relate to this very well;
'There was a black hole inside of me that consumed everything around and within me, and yet it was still just a black hole. It had no sound, no texture, not even a shape. Self-discovery was something I was incapable of doing. Perhaps it was my age. I was very young. Then again, I am still very young.'
Nathan Bednarek | July 31, 2009 - 19:52
;-)
Silver Spun Sand | July 31, 2009 - 21:10
I think Beeme, has said it all and more. Except to say, this piece is special, Nathan and I applaud its sentiment and content.
Well done:-)
Tina x
Nathan Bednarek | July 31, 2009 - 21:21
Thank you Tina. I really appreciate your comment and your help on this one ;-)
Nathan.
MistakenMagic | August 1, 2009 - 10:27
Well done on a well deserved cherry Nathan! I'm so glad you decided to post this and share your thoughts with us! A very lucky thirteenth cherry ;)
Magic xxx
anipani | August 1, 2009 - 12:25
I like this, it's revealing, controlled and an honest piece of writing. Thankyou
celticman | August 1, 2009 - 19:09
Great piece of writing. But I still don't understand poetry. That's more to do with me than you, as you alluded to. Enjoyed it.
Nathan Bednarek | August 1, 2009 - 19:13
Hehe, well I'm not superstitious, but a little of your Magic never hurts ;-)
Thank you for your comment and for your help on this one, Magic xox
Nathan.
Nathan Bednarek | August 1, 2009 - 19:15
And thank YOU anipani ;-)
Nathan Bednarek | August 1, 2009 - 19:31
Heh, well Mr Celticman, the beautiful thing about poetry is that no one will ever be able to fully understand it, even the poets themselves. Think about it; if one were to have an ideal understanding of poetry, knowing all its secrets, there would be no more beauty, truth, pain or wisdom left to discover. In my essay I said that poetry is about ‘self-discovery’ and finding just the right words to tell you who you are. Thus, if we were to have a perfect understanding of poetry then that would have to make us perfect as humans, but we all know that we are a little too human to call ourselves perfect... ;-)
Thank you for your comment. I really appreciate it.
Nathan.
littleditty | August 1, 2009 - 19:54
Nice one Nathan - liked your tone, good to read your thoughts x:)
Nathan Bednarek | August 1, 2009 - 20:28
Cheers! ;-)
Richard L. Prov... | August 2, 2009 - 03:07
Well Nathan, you have come full circle at such a young age. In your understanding, you comprehend meaning, using phrases to colour language, to sweep your sentiments across the landscape. Through it all, you find discovery. Aside from the words in your wonderful essay, you have shared an innermost part of yourself, which all poets learn to do; it creates honesty, and in doing so, the emotions in your writing become liquid fire. All the best, Richard LP
Nathan Bednarek | August 2, 2009 - 08:34
Thank you Richard. I really appreciate your comment and I am really glad that you like this piece. Hopefully, in this chaotic world, I won't forget the importance and the meaning of poetry that I have discovered.
Again, thank you and all the best to you too ;-)
Nathan.
Bradene | August 2, 2009 - 12:33
A very mature write for someone so young. Good Work Val x
Nathan Bednarek | August 2, 2009 - 12:39
Cheers Val! xox
Nathan Bednarek | August 2, 2009 - 21:56
Thank you Julie. I really appreciate your comment x
threeleafshamrock | August 3, 2009 - 08:15
Great piece Nathan! I believe that this will help others who are probably going through the same doubts or insecurities with regard to understanding (or the frustration of not understanding) poetry. You have basically covered all the bases with this piece and have been the voice for a lot of potential/existing poets and writers.
This is - almost paradoxically - a very mature point of view with obviously a lot of thought and self assessment behind it.
It deserves to be widely read - maybe swap 'deserves' for 'needs' - by any and all of us who have invariably asked ourselves the same question.
Well done; masterful!
Chris ;)
Nathan Bednarek | August 3, 2009 - 10:36
Hi Chris. Thank you so much for such a lovely comment.
I really hope this will help others understand poetry. That would be wonderful.
I'm really flattered that you think this 'needs' to be widely read ;-) it'll be a while though ;-p
Again, thanks.
Nathan.
Nathan Bednarek | August 4, 2009 - 18:47
Thank you! ;-)
Cavalcaderl | August 5, 2009 - 22:21
new Nathan
Well done on the cherry and its is so well
explained so young. Jennifer said to me never mind
Rhyming concentrate on the imagery. It just
comes from my head and writing group the homeless I go to. 5 years We have pictures look into, list words pick out best try put into sentences or poem stories.
I agree Richard Beeme and all comments.Your great story writer.
julie x
scoot | August 7, 2009 - 00:15
This is insightful and the light tone it's written in charming. Thank you.
Karen
Nathan Bednarek | August 7, 2009 - 01:23
And thank YOU Karen ;-)
scoot | August 7, 2009 - 05:49
I forgot to say I quite agree with your point that self-discovery is the hardest part. Brenda Ueland said to "write the truth that only you can tell." You can't write it if you aren't prepared to find out what it is. These and other points were excellent.
Nathan Bednarek | August 7, 2009 - 12:16
I agree with you completely. Again, thank you for your lovely comments.
Nathan x
vidit.chopra | September 7, 2009 - 18:09
Niece piece. Cheers.
Nathan Bednarek | September 8, 2009 - 10:08
Thanks!
Nathan Bednarek | August 6, 2010 - 14:40
;-)
MaggieG | September 4, 2011 - 02:10
*smiles*
I have been writing for ( Jeeeeesh ! ) 35 years now... and I still refuse to call myself a poet. I see myself as a bricklayer of sorts, and the more houses that I build, the more I can envision " the castle " lol This strange road is WORK, not some easy path opened up to you by royal birthright, because as you put it, you can rhyme two words. You are cobbling that very road as you walk along. You have laid your stones well here I think .
Nathan Bednarek | September 23, 2011 - 09:36
Coming from a writer as experienced as yourself I find that to be a wonderful compliment. Thank you.
Nathan.