notes on the creative corpse


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I’m running out of ink a bit. This poem was initially designed to be part of greater work along with two other large poems that I will release over the next weeks. However and upon council with a dear literati, I decided not to have them all under one title and to instead put them here individually. (notes on the creative corpse) is, visually and stylistically, my most advanced composition yet, and I quite like how it is designed and the sentiments that informed it, so I hope you like it as well.

I also spent some of my Saturday producing this recommendation page in order to promote many WordPress creators that I feel as deeply important for my journey on this website. Be sure to pay it — and them — a visit, and I promise you with all my force that you won’t be disappointed.

Concurrently, I’ve included a donation button in my About because I’ve been noticing some folks searching Amazon in my blog. I, sadly, do not have any publications currently being sold, nor do I preview to have any anytime soon. If you’d still like to support the blog and, concomitantly, my works, you are welcome to donate. (I’d also prefer to sell a book, but my poems are not yet at the point of being worth actual money, or, I wouldn’t pay for them)

Sorry for the maundering, have a nice weekend!,
João-Maria

Published by João-Maria

A tick clinging to the bristles of a purple boar.

47 thoughts on “notes on the creative corpse

  1. Another wonderful piece Joao-Maria! As usual a delightful banquet of words that I did not know. It is truly refreshing to read a piece that is truly unique in its point of view. What a powerful image “to dispetal the cosmos!” An enjoyable and refreshing read as always. Well done. And, thank you.😊

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    1. Suzette!, I was so ridiculously proud of that line. I’m quite silly sometimes. And I wasn’t subtle about it either, as I really wanted to reference both flower and, well, the cosmos itself.
      Thank you for reading me, as always. What would I do without your support?

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  2. Dear João-Maria, just a heads up that the attachment with your poem in it shows as blurry. Legible, but barely, and with quite a bit of effort (I didn’t manage), requires time in deciphering. Normally your attachments show up clearly for me, so maybe there is something different this time. Or maybe it’s just me. I’m on desktop if that helps… anyway, always nice to see you post, and with a bit of process too. Have a lovely weekend! :))

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      1. And… beautiful… now that I have the chance to read it… the first stanza is really interesting based on the fact that the image was actually the tic in this case :))… and I love love love part II with those repetitive lines, marvellous… 💛

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      2. I was a bit nervous about part II because… a sixteen syllable verses? That’s just bad, bad technique. But I sort of went beyond caring a bit there, I preferred to maintain the integrity of the repetition.
        I’m very glad you liked it, Lia. And I’m really glad you were finally able to read it, haha!

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      3. Oh my goodness João, you are so so so hard on yourself. Imho no technique is bad if it brings us beauty and flow and that your verses certainly did beyond a doubt. Your problem is you are far too intelligent, sensitive and creative for your own good haha. In your case you would be good to break every rule you ever created for yourself… since the proof is in this piece, this section, now, it is a is a flow, it is a tingle, it is a wow.

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  3. This is so beautifully written. I’m at a loss for words truly, JM. This piece is extremely evocative and emotional, the descriptions flowing like the sea. There’s always the pace of your poems that I enjoy very much—never too fast or slow, it’s just calm to me.

    When reading this, I kept thinking to some sort of metamorphosis, change and grief. This seemed evinced by your rage lines in this poem; for some reason, it made me think of the five stages of grief, though I don’t think that alone captures the pith of what this poem is really about.

    As always, I enjoyed reading your work. It’s like Christmas when I see a new post and poem up. It’s just mesmerizing, this piece. I think that’s how I would describe your poetry, actually. Mesmerizing.

    Just what an excellent poem here, very well-written and structured with beauty and eloquence. Definitely a new favorite of mine from your work.

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    1. Oh, thank you so much, Lucy! I ought to include you in the recommended list too, I just forgot. There’s just so many people!
      I’m glad you like the pace of my poems, as that’s always something I struggle with, at least in regards to studying. I don’t care for the pace of things in general, I’m a bit assonant. Hence why I tend to avoid rhymes and metres and things of that sonorific sort.

      You’re absolutely not wrong about grief, but perhaps not of the losing-of-someone-else variety; the creative corpse truly is yourself, as a creator, bleeding out and effectively withering away, and there are many reasons as to why this happens, both internal and external. I tried to cover some of them, and perhaps they do take on the general lines of five stages of grief, in a sense. I’d like to think there’s a parallel!
      Anyway, Lucy, thank you immensely for your beautiful support. You’re awesome, no, beyond awesome!

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  4. This is so full of vivid, rich and extraordinary imagery. I often think one of the most exhilarating experiences we can have a poets lies in letting go, in surrendering to our creative instincts, and allowing the words and images to spill onto the page unhindered. I think you do that beautifully here. I also want to thank you for listing my blog on your Recommended Sites page. (I was having an issue liking and commenting on that page, as WordPress does not always seem to recognize when I login through my browser.)

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    1. I’m a bit neurasthenic with my poems, insofar as all of them are informed by these disjointed echoes of association that don’t always translate the best, but this was veritably the first poem in which that creative method is justified, because the poem is meant to regard that very symbolical thrashing of the creator being obliged to the global, the image, the digestible aesthetic. The creative corpse is that which obeys the visions of others. The creative instinct is the artist, raw and simple.
      Regarding your inclusion, you have naught to thank me for. You’re incredibly talented and I’m beyond grateful of being allowed to display the name of your blog in my humble webhome.

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    1. That was the point, Cloven! I wanted to add visual elements into the poems. Nothing fancy or new, but it does add to the texture of the thing.
      Your help was incredibly valuable, and hope this version of the third part is a bit better than it was!

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      1. Guilty of which crime? I’m very good at taking notes, Bruce. In fact, I just wished I received more of them. We can always be so much better, and I want to, I so desperately want to be that much better. Alone, we can only thread half of it.
        And I much, much preferred my amended version to the previous one. Visually and symbolically.

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      2. In fairness, like, let’s be fair here, it wasn’t a crown of thorns, it was a curtain of thorns and a crown of apathy.

        Which, thinking of it, is SO much worse than just a crown of thorns. In the sense of cheesy and tacky. I’d never accite Jesus in a poem. I’ll leave that for Sufjan.

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      3. Ha ha ha! That is very funny! (It is!) But anyone who change “truckled” to “vibrant” needs their head read. Actually you were right to change it, but it was my favourite word. I once made up “scraggled” and I thought “truckled” went with it. Anyway – I’m half way through cleaning the windows so had better go!

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      4. Truckled couldn’t be there; fawning is the adjective in the verse preceding it, and truckled is a synonym. It was lazy on my part to even write it in initially, and it makes little sense concerning the meaning behind the stanza.
        I’m sorry that I killed your favourite, but I will make it up to you! I will find a way to include truckled in ponta eletronica! I promise!

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    1. Oh, I thought you came to dislike me after my comment on your notes of modernity.
      I’m glad you found it masterful, and I really do like your blog! I’m sorry if I came across a bit direct. I don’t like mincing words, as is apparent by my poems, haha!
      But, truly, you’re a great creator yourself. I ought to put you on that list!

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      1. Never-ever would I seek such a petty revanchism, especially that I find a faraway kindred spirit (although I may be vicious at times, I have my limits). Criticism is well-intentioned, and I admire the work of others, I place you higher than myself in the crafts and always enjoy some insights into other souls’ minds! Best wishes from afar, salutations! I’m sorry for the late reply but I’ve abandoned occultosophia for a while.

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      2. I’m glad, Mateusz. I truly am. And I’m not higher than you in any regard, I don’t think. I don’t stratify creativity; to me, is but a matter of interest, and I do veritably like your blog, and I was going to swear that I was following it.
        You share a nationality with one of my three highest influences, Milosz, and my philosophies cannot even capture what you might alchemise with your knowledge of the Classic and the creatively rich soil which is that of Poland (oh, and it’s high time Polish Art washes more and more over the world).
        I see you have posted, but I do hope to see you returned to Occultosophia. Also, do you follow David Meadows, the rogueclassicist, here on WordPress? He compiles a daily list on Classic News from around the globe, it’s great.

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    1. Thank you so much, Tebogo, it means a lot. I don’t know how I do it, and until now, I was convinced that I wasn’t doing it, haha. It’s a very hard balance to reach and also a very personal experience for most.

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  5. Joao-Maria, I have read this poem on four separate occasions, looking up words along the way. In the fourth reading, it became more accessible to me.

    My poems are not written in an academic style, and I have no desire to write something so complex. My background as a teacher of young people gave me expertise in making complicated concepts simple, and I write poetry very simply too. However, I love a challenge, so I will continue to read difficult poetry. I admire your mastery of 5 languages and your impressive vocabulary. You are a very talented young man, and I wish you every success and a long, happy life. Cheryl

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    1. Cheryl, thank you so much! That’s a lot of work for a poem, haha, I feel a bit embarrassed.
      My poems are not written academically either, or at least, not purposefully. I just write how I feel I should write, and it does take this strange other-form that is, as you say, a bit complex.
      I still have the naive belief that my style will eventually suffer a contraction of sorts; that I will enlarge and enlarge until it bursts and then I can return to simple, sincere short poems. But I’m not sure. I wish I had more clarity on the creative process, but I don’t…
      Either way, I’m super happy to have you by, Cheryl. I post rather rarely, so I won’t give you much work, I promise!

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