09-28-2026, 01:42 AM
All I know about a ballad form is when a girl I met sings it.
Read as a mad song in ballad form, the images connect more interestingly.
Simplicity is key, which appears cliche.
Now, if the reader sees only the cliche, the simplicity is not simplicity but cliche.
If the reader senses an unspoken sense in the simplicity, the simplicity serves its purpose, and we aren't back in High Modern Sophistries or Surrealism.
Everything's going according to plan, with speaker carrying out his folk magic with natural naivete; the sight of the moon through the branches breaks the rules, like when the Poet looks back at the shade. And that is the simple tragedy. And it's all there. To spell it out or make it less simple will make it complex.
The audience wants sound and novelty. That's all. Else, it's going to see cliche and not look past that to the allusions.
Why? I don't pretend to know or care. I'm not the audience anymore. I've become the critic.
Read as a mad song in ballad form, the images connect more interestingly.
Simplicity is key, which appears cliche.
Now, if the reader sees only the cliche, the simplicity is not simplicity but cliche.
If the reader senses an unspoken sense in the simplicity, the simplicity serves its purpose, and we aren't back in High Modern Sophistries or Surrealism.
Everything's going according to plan, with speaker carrying out his folk magic with natural naivete; the sight of the moon through the branches breaks the rules, like when the Poet looks back at the shade. And that is the simple tragedy. And it's all there. To spell it out or make it less simple will make it complex.
The audience wants sound and novelty. That's all. Else, it's going to see cliche and not look past that to the allusions.
Why? I don't pretend to know or care. I'm not the audience anymore. I've become the critic.
In cases where the visitors speak with witnesses, they frequently make claims about themselves, their technologies, and their intentions that are obviously absurd, or self contradicting.