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Originally Posted by Nocturalis
Very interesting. It seems to me as if it's at least partly about misrecognised talent or intellect.
Why do you spent three hours on such a tiny poem just to squeeze it into a metre?
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The ending is the simple metaphor: we all die regardless. The metaphors inbetween are the complicated ones. Anyone can get the grand meaning of the poem, but the small tidbits I shoved inbetween are different.
I like to write in meter, but I also like to use very precise diction, this poem was much worse before. I had finally worked this all out in about three hours.
One poem I wrote took twenty hours. That was before I could write in iambs very well. The iamb is the easy part actually, it's the word choice and layering that is difficult for me.
You should read the poem: Stopping By Woods On a Snowy Evening, by Robert Frost
It's virtually the same as this in meter, and stanza structure.