After reading some of Chris Martin's poems, his writing struck me as extremely sporadic and intriguing. Upon first reading a poem, the first thing I do it looks for some sort of a rhyme scheme or pattern, which, with Martin's poems, is purposefully left out. He writes in such a random (for lack of a better word) style that it makes the poems hard to read, and therefore hard to track. His first poem entitled "Time," was no different. Focused on the failed American Dream, it took several attempts and reading and breaking it up to come to the conclusion that the American Dream was the true subject. Overall, his poetry is very hard for me to make sense of.
AFTER MARTIN'S VISIT
After hearing him read his poems, with the way he paused and read the poems as he intended, the meaning and flow became much more evident, and completely changed the way I feel about his work.
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