week of Nov 3-7: No real sense

The Language, or L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E poets are a group of poets, sometimes considered avant garde, who emerged in the early 1970’s. This movement embodies the idea that language dictates meaning. Another key aspect of Language poetry is the importance of reader participation, where the reader must find meaning within the text. After reading a very small selection of Language poetry anthologized by Norton, I can see these underlying themes, but can’t spot the importance of this movement. When I say importance, I am not referring to the worth of the poetry, because everything created essentially has an importance to someone, but more an importance to the movement of what is Language poetry. Also to note, the meaning of avant garde also escapes me. The fact that people try and try again to be different and experimental to bring about a change in the social worth of something is in fact just the same as everyone else who wanted to be different. Once someone creates a movement to counter or replace a previous form of thought an acceptance of this idea is readily attained by either the mass or high culture of society and in time has become a normal aspect of society, which will eventually be overrun by another though. The creation of a form of poetry that looks involve the reader to find meaning within the text seems to be the overall aspect of any type of poetry. Essentially everyone is trying to do the same thing, but in different ways. In all poetry, art, or literature the involvement of the reader or observer is essential. No one can see or interpret the work the same, or should be encouraged to. The success or importance of any form of art is the personal connection one has to it; the creator included. The fact that the Language poets claim their poems requires reader participation is a statement of the obvious. In regards to classification; I am aware of its function. It functions in present and historical time frames to distinguish ideas. The point I am trying to make, or opinion I am ranting about, is the desire to be classified and the creation of art to gain this classification. I know there is no escaping it. It seems that the only thought of the world is the mark or change they will present to history. There is little individuality left. Every aspect of life is a summation of adjectives. This group is avant garde, and these are liberals, republicans, modernists, romantics, structuralists. What is the meaning behind all of it? The creation of change will only create another creation of change. The world is too easily shaped by history, which is what identity truly is; an adaption of the world onto yourself. I am myself within my own thoughts at the same time myself within the thoughts of my classmates. Individuality is impossible. Identity is a product of history. Essentially there is no point to this blog post. Thoughts are just opinion, similar and different to everything.