
This post here is a rather personal one, especially being a poet myself and one that I’m sure other poets will certainly relate to.
So I began with this question, “Who the hell decided that poetry has no market or isn’t valuable enough to make a real living from?”
How many of us poets truly want to take our poetry further? How many of us poets would really like to make a good living from our poetic work? I’m pretty sure you‘ll get where I’m going with this one. Online you research poetry and ways to try and market it or gain money from it. But again, why is this the case anyway? Poetry is vital to our humanity and is very necessary and valuable to say the least. Each poet is unique and to what they bring to the art itself. What happened to the true appreciation for this art form? Why it is not widely accepted as before? Or why does it have to change with the times in order to be relevant at all? These questions linger in my mind every time I see this mess. Poetry is poetry and that to me is more than enough. My passion for it and skill of it is more than valuable and has its place in the world. Just like any other pure poet that brings such uniqueness to this art form, and with plenty to brighten up our world.
Now I didn’t get on here to rant, but instead to get an understanding of the times we’re in with regards to poetry. Even as a teenager, the fact I even mentioned I was a poet turned off my Dad. It’s like I said oh hey,,,I don’t feel like doing anything with my life worthwhile!! Even when it came to design, the same disdain applied. To be an artist, is not only an amazing privilege, but also one of the best things one could ever be or strive to achieve. Maybe I’m a bit bias here, but I will always defend the arts until my dying day. Because I’ve always been proud to be one, and not only that but to expand my talent, passion, and creativity into other areas of art as well. I mean why not? Who died and made someone king or queen and in charge of determining what is art and what isn’t? What’s marketable about it or not? If it deserves to make good money or not? If its trendy or entertaining enough for clicks or short attention spans? Or if it has any real value or not? And worse, is it even a viable career to do at all? Personally, all of this just pisses me off.
Well, long story short my fellow poets and artists as a whole, I urge all of us to just keep going. To not quit or give up, to keep that fire burning inside and never allow anything or anyone to extinguish it. What we have and possess, what we do and have to share in my honest and very personal opinion, is simply and completely invaluable. Crucial to this world and life, vitally important to humanity, and comes from our very core and imagination within. So don’t ever be less, be more. Don’t leave the chair as seen in the image above and place a flower there in your absence. You as a poet, as artists are irreplaceable. Stay strong and poised, stay bold and bring the noise, and never be afraid to be the poet and artist that is you. You’re here for a purpose with this, so go do exactly that and shine a brighter light on this world through you and your poetry.
Much love to poetry and much success to all of us poets.
PM






