Which one is it for you, /lit/?

[Anonymous No.15264172]

[Anonymous No.15264192]

>>15264172
>yes
>YES

The choice is clear here

[« Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ » !!oI3er5KKetj No.15264283]

There’s much to wonder about and the chew on in Stefany’s. It’s tragic and surreal. Nael’s is very brief and triumphal, so it feels better.

[Anonymous No.15264399]

>>15264172
The first one unironically has some power to it. The second one is just shit.

[Anonymous No.15264425]

>>15264172
Stefany's poem has real depth. Nael is a hack.

[Anonymous No.15264484]

>>15264172
The Tiger is the first poem I want to memorize so I can recite it to others.

[Anonymous No.15264485]

>>15264283
why do you use the original butterfly's title? I mean, it's not like you can really convince anyone intelligent because of your tripcode, and it seems like you are eloquent, well read, and opinionated enough to make a name for yourself, yet you choose someone else's, why?

[Anonymous No.15264612]

>>15264283
>>15264485
>mom, do you see me
>Yes, but I don't want to
This is nonsense.
>ok, I blow on the leaf
HINGGG

[Anonymous No.15264750]

>>15264612
>mom, do you see me
>Yes, but I don't want to
>ok, I blow on the leaf
>and it hits me back
>I wonder why?
>oh well, kids can’t know everything
l-l-lewed loli stephany!

[Anonymous No.15264768]

You have to consider that Stefany is a year older.

[Anonymous No.15264939]

Both at the same time.

>I look at it
>The tiger
>He destroyed his cage
>mom, do you see me?
>yes, but I don’t want to.
>OK, I blow on the tiger
>Yes
>YES
>The tiger is out

[Anonymous No.15264997]

>>15264768
I would argue that the huge difference in depth, figurative language communicating tone, and themes more dwarfs the gap in cognitive ability caused by a one year difference in development. I'm not saying it's not a factor, I'm just saying that it doesn't account of the vast majority of factors causing the disparity.

[« Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ » !!oI3er5KKetj No.15265087]

>>15264485
It is my name. Only I would ever care to use it.
It’s just for /lit/ posting.

>>15264612
>>15264750
>Reading in pornography
Oh come on.

>>15264939
A daring synthesis

[Anonymous No.15265100]

>>15264172
>the tasteful allegory between the relationship between mother and daughter and a leaf that is blown and hits one back.
>the double entredre in stanza 4
>the conclusion of relinquishment and tragic acceptance of reality ultimately bringing freedom.

This is better than anything I've ever read by Rupi Kaur.
Not to knock the Tiger, it is a work of unfettered genius, but I like the eastern wisdom style of Stefany better.

[Anonymous No.15265150]

>>15264172
damn, both of these are unironically good. hard to choose

[Anonymous No.15265464]

>>15264484
Sound it out first, anon. One syllable at a time, you've got this.

[Anonymous No.15265494]

>>15264172
they’ both great

[Anonymous No.15265575]

>>15264283
I'm fairly confident Nael was just imagining a cool scenario about a tiger escaping a cage, probably inspired by his favorite cartoon character.

[« Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ » !mxVaButfmI No.15265643]

>>15265087
ÿ

[Anonymous No.15265679]

>>15265575
Nael is obviously heavily influenced by Nietzsche

[Anonymous No.15265684]

Make a poll. Plebs side with Nael, patricians with Stefany

[Anonymous No.15265781]

>>15264172
Some serious mono no aware in Stefany's poem.

[Anonymous No.15265814]

>>15264172
>>15264484
When reciting The Tiger out loud, where should the emphasis lie?
HE destroyed his cage?
He DESTROYED his cage?
He destroyed HIS cage?
Each implies a slightly different meaning.

[Anonymous No.15265861]

>John Green, author of the best-selling young adult novel, “The Fault In Our Stars,” attempted to dissect Nael’s poem on a recent podcast. Two fans even reached out to Clark for permission to tattoo the words onto their bodies.
That's your crowd, Naelfags.

[Anonymous No.15265890]

>>15265684
okay
https://www.strawpoll.me/19940164

[Anonymous No.15265917]

>>15264172
Any articles or books on why children with half an adult brain can write unironically good poetry?

[Anonymous No.15265928]

[Anonymous No.15265941]

>comparing a genius like nael to a literal female

[Anonymous No.15265946]

>>15265917
1. Poetry is made by the muses, not by humans
2. Poetry requires imagination moreso than logical thought

[Anonymous No.15266037]

>>15264172
Both summarize the struggle of realizing their place in the turbulent society that the modern young adult has to endure in these times, but it's only Nael that makes any meaningful commentary whatsoever. He not only recognizes that revolution is the great moment of liberation, but welcomes it. Galke merely acknowledges the reality of his personal hell and offers nothing but submission and question with zero further insight or retrospection. His description of this state of mind is acceptable, but if we're comparing the two it just lacks the provocativeness and resolution put forth by Nael. Galke isn't creating art, he's pussy-footing his existence.

[Anonymous No.15266456]

>>15266037
based

[Anonymous No.15266843]

>>15264172
bump

[Anonymous No.15266899]

It's time you stop pretending guys. No one will give you (you)s for your edgy critical theory mishmash. Nael's poem is paper thin.

[Anonymous No.15267083]

>>15266899
Nael's poem has unironically made me appreciate and understand poetry as a whole in a way no other poem ever could

[Anonymous No.15267283]

>>15265087
Maybe it is your name, but someone before you had that exact same name I'm asking why, when you started posting, did you use someone else's name instead of choosing one for yourself? And why now do you continue to use that name instead of selecting your own to avoid confusion? I don't understand what drives you to post under that particular name, and I understand that maybe you've made it yours, but it was once someone else's and I don't get why you now use it instead of creating your own identity. I guess what I'm asking is, what makes taking on another's identity so much more appealing than making your own. And it'd be great if you would actually answer me this time instead of deflecting.

[Anonymous No.15267364]

>>15265643
>>15265087

BuuuuTTtttT WhOOSSS thE REaAALLl
butterfly?

[Anonymous No.15267423]

>>15266899
Paper thin like the razor sharp edge of a knife.
A purity of purpose honed to the finest possible point.

[« Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ » !!oI3er5KKetj No.15267481]

>>15265643
>ButfmI
Hahaha

>>15267283
Only the occasional trolls.
When I first came here I was fleeing /news/ as it was getting to be like the poltards we all know. My name there was “>”. I took this at random from an old Zalgo thread. When I first pasted it down in the name field I didn’t see a butterfly. Font settings on the browser made it look more squared off. No one minded because there were a lot of trips back then.
My identity has always just been me. If I seem any different from before my 2015 exit, it’s just a loss of inhibitions, maturing and facing a whole set of different, less lit oriented people.

>>15267364
Pfffff

[Anonymous No.15267821]

>>15267481
A lot of people are unwilling to believe you are the original, myself included. You are far more toxic, unable to contribute to topics and instead make them about yourself which you seem to like doing. That coupled with the low effort commie shitposting makes most of us think youre just a bored neet trolling with someone elses name.

[Anonymous No.15267843]

>>15267481
If you're claiming that you're the original butterfly then that still wouldn't explain why you don't have the some tripcode.

[Anonymous No.15269484]

>>15264172
Mind blown: It's not Stefany talking to her mom. It's the leaf saying to Stefany "Mom, do you see me?" which she declines, the leaf say "OK" and she blows it away but it flies in her face.

[Anonymous No.15270123]

>>15265861
OH NO NO NO

[Anonymous No.15270178]

>>15265928
This made my day.

[Anonymous No.15270604]

>>15264172
Nael has a fiery, intuitive mind in a state of direct perception. He expresses the overwhelming rush of boundless love he experiences in his perpetual instantaneity.
Stefany's mind is ensnared in the discursive ego-intellect ("do you see me?"). Dazzled by the apparent multiplicity of the form-world represented by the leaves she can only take one at a time, inspecting it ("looking", "do you see" denote her mental, intellective modality of consciousness) in search for the true and real and yet that leaf disappears like a ghost, leaving her forsaken (the "Mom", the divinity, says she doesn't want to see her) in the hell of ajñana. This devitalized consciousness only responds with resignation ("OK", "Oh well") to the stream of unanswered (and unanswerable because empty) questions which is, so to speak, her cage, where each question is itself the rung of a cage as it does not possess its counterpart, or shadow, which is the answer. Truly the hell of the realm of illusions.
Notice also the sequential nature of the poem whereas any line of Nael's poem can be reordered without hurting the message, which I find very interesting.
But I'm only scratching the surface here. I'm sure we could learn a lot from a gematric study of these texts.

[Anonymous No.15270750]

>>15264172
>mom, do you see me
>Yes, but I don't want to
what did stefany mean by this

[Anonymous No.15270792]

>>15270750
It means the kid is a poetic genius but her boomer parent thinks it's just annoying

[Anonymous No.15270796]

Brainlet here. I dont get the 2nd poem by stefany. what is happening?

[Anonymous No.15270808]

>>15270796
>he got outsmarted by a seven year old girl

[Anonymous No.15270819]

>>15265861
Nael was a /lit/ meme long before twitterfags then normalfags discovered it.

[Anonymous No.15270860]

>>15270796
Her mom hits her, ignores her and tells her she's a kid and shouldn't ask questions

[Anonymous No.15270901]

>>15264172
The Tiger

[Anonymous No.15271324]

>>15265814
when I recite it to my flat mates I get louder with each line, so that by the last one I am yelling aggressively

[Anonymous No.15271682]

>>15267821
Yeah, I miss the original butterfly

[« Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ » !!oI3er5KKetj No.15271776]

>>15271682
It’s like missing yourself from five, ten years ago. You and I are different now.

[Anonymous No.15271789]

>>15264172
No, it isn't.

In order to emphasize the intended emotions, Kaur has resorted to the extra-poetic insertion of a drawing upon the page, thus inadvertently revealing that her verse is unable to stand on its own, shall we say, "feet".

Meanwhile, Nigel has had the intuition of simply using majuscules in order to achieve the same effect, showing that the verbal has a similar capacity to the visual, just as long as you are able to explore its (the verbal's) contrasts of size, disposition on the page, and so on. Clearly, we see a young poet who's wisely following the tradition of Mallarmé and Brazilian concretists - while at the same time applying their formal discoveries to a mixture of the visual world of William Blake with the philosophical developments of the existentialist tradition.

Yet many will ask me: how is it so? Well, my dear, if you read the poem very closely, you can see that the majuscules not only achieve the aforementioned affect, as they also depict the evolution of phenomenalist discovery, as the tiger suddenly sees the world around him enlarge in the space of a single second, bringing him freedom. Here, it's useful to point out the contrast between the rational - the minuscules - which represent the tiger in the act - the techne even - of breaking up his cage; and the irrational - the majuscules - which represent the tiger in the "realization" (in both the English and the Romance sense of the word) of freedom.

However, freedom from constraint entails an obligation towards action (remember that, thanatos excepted, inaction itself is action). And this is why, at the final line, we come back to the minuscules.

So what does this mean? Why is rationality back in the game? What has happened to the irrational realization of freedom? Pay attention to the words:

"The tiger is out".

Here we see the ambiguity of poetry reaching to one single truth: either the tiger is out in the sense that he is physically free; or else he's out in the sense that he is over, in the sense that he has transformed himself into another individual altogether due to his new state of being. And yet, in both cases (the poem does not let us determine which one is which, and there might be - there probably is - a heavy relationship between one and the other), what do we have left? The indecision of the free.

What will the tiger do now? Well, you see, it is a Buridan-like situation, bringing us to a stop which cannot be transposed by irrationality, but merely stated and lamented by reason. And the genius of the poet is in the fact that this sorry situation is represented graphically (another hommage to Mallarmé and the concretists) by the simple lack of a final point.

Yes, my friends: in life, as in all other enterprises, there is no "where" to the final point! We go on in our dream of reason incessantly, signifying nothing, and it's only when the cages have finally broken that we meet the Eye of God (oh, Mallarmé!): an empty page.

[Anonymous No.15271890]

>>15264172
lmao 6yo retards could easily pass for post-modern poets. derridanons apocatastatically BTFO

[Anonymous No.15272506]

bump

[Anonymous No.15272515]

At the end of the day the real Butterfly was inside us all along

[Anonymous No.15273174]

>>15270860
>thinking that's the interpretation
The absolute state of you retards

[Anonymous No.15273317]

>>15273174
not him but i also think the context is that the girl was playing at hiding behind the leaf for the 57th time and her mother (most probably a single-mother unemployed addicted prostitute) got sick of it.

[Anonymous No.15273330]

>>15273317
>I blow on the leaf and it hits me back
>IT
Are you genuinely retarded?
>"b-but she might have used the "it" pronoun for her mom!"
>literally says "Mom, do you see me" before this, meaning that if she was using pronouns at best she would use "she"
Yeah, no.

[Anonymous No.15273650]

>>15267843
it got hacked a while ago I believe. The guy who stole it was posting a lot of /pol/tier stuff.

[Anonymous No.15273684]

>>15273330
not that part brainlet (and i never said that the mother hit her). i was reffering to her answer:
> yes but i don't want to.
otherwise this line wouldn't make any sense excpet for cognitively impaired rape victims like you

[Anonymous No.15273777]

Nael, age 6 should be appointed as poet laureate

[Anonymous No.15274084]

>>15273330
The audacity of brainlets is astounding. Not only the meaning eludes you and you try to hide behind minutiae, but also attack correct interpretations. Dumbfuck

[Anonymous No.15274552]

>>15274084
Empty words, my brainlet friend. Empty words.

[Anonymous No.15274607]

>>15265100
>>the double entredre in stanza 4

>Mom, do you see me?

What double entendre is that?