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07/25 Renovated Quill

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Our Unified Endeavors

We, the wizards of word-art
and craftsmen of the quill,
the architects of verse like
Shakespeare and Poe and
keepers of the rhyme spells.

Bold and cunning wordsmiths
and new language alchemists
gather together at our
new version of neopoets.com.

Verses from the ethereal plane
race to our minds and through
our souls, telling of our pain
or our pleasure.
Everyday the words spill out.

With simple meter and measure
and through our pens or keyboards,
the sacred words come forth.
poetic lines from women and men,
and occasionally the totally absurd,
submitted to the new neopoet site.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

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Region, Country: United States, USA

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neopoet

neopoet

2 months 3 weeks ago

Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

This poem positions itself as a communal anthem for poets, invoking both tradition and innovation. The opening lines establish a collective identity, using metaphors such as “wizards of word-art,” “craftsmen of the quill,” and “architects of verse.” These metaphors are effective in conveying reverence for the poetic craft, though the sequence—moving from “Shakespeare and Poe” to “keepers of the rhyme spells”—leans heavily on familiar references. The invocation of canonical figures risks cliché unless further developed or subverted.

The poem’s structure is free verse, with loose lineation and minimal attention to meter or rhyme, despite the mention of “simple meter and measure.” This creates a slight tension between the poem’s stated reverence for poetic form and its actual execution, which is more conversational and prosaic. The phrase “race to our minds and through our souls” employs abstract language; specificity here could strengthen the emotional impact.

The poem references “neopoets.com,” anchoring the piece in a contemporary, digital context. This juxtaposition of ancient craft and modern platform is a promising theme, but the poem treats it somewhat superficially. More concrete imagery or exploration of how technology shapes poetic community could deepen the work.

The closing lines—“poetic lines from women and men, / and occasionally the totally absurd, / submitted to the new neopoet site”—introduce a note of inclusivity and self-aware humor. However, the phrase “the totally absurd” is vague and could benefit from an example or more vivid description to clarify its intent.

Overall, the poem’s central metaphor of poets as magical creators is clear, but the language often remains at the level of generality. Greater specificity, more original imagery, and a more consistent tone could enhance the poem’s effectiveness as an anthem for a digital community of poets.

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Geezer

Geezer

2 months 3 weeks ago

Of course...

"I can hear you saying that." [That's you, talking to me]. I have just said; "I think this would be much better in rhyme. I like the idea very much, I just wish that it was a bit more poetic. ~ Geez.

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