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POETICAL TOURNAMENT
Ìàíãóòîâà Î.Í.: POETICAL TOURNAMENT. You like poetry and you have what to say to others, don’t you? You are ardent and like the spirit of competition, isn’t it so? Congratulations! You are the very person who should participate in a poetical tournament on the forum of Distant Center of Education “Eidos”. So today we invite you to be one of the participants of a poetical tournament which will be held in the form of discussion. The theme of the discussion: “You can't write poetry on the computer”. Quentin Tarantino The terms of the discussion: Post your poem on the theme of discussion on the forum. Besides you should read the poems of other at least 2 participants and express your own opinion, agreement or disagreement with their authors. Attention! All discussion is only in verses!
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Mariko: You CAN write poetry on the computer! You can write poetry everywhere! You can write it even together! Main thing it is desire!
Stillhet: It might be you thought Brevity is a sister of talant, Next time think more And make the words your servant.
Ãàâðèëåíêî Äàâûä: To write is not to Lie! To write means to be happy! Nobody in the world must cry, When read the poems in Inete!
tekiza: I really agree, All poems must make happiness! And it is true, and it is better To soft the internet, But not for crying. And only make you Happy, clever, and more carefree.
Äèàíà Òðóøíèêîâà: The last line keeps a good idea I think it's very pleased to hear You're quite clever But have you written poems ever?
Êàêåí À.À.: I always write in Russian And that's my first assay I'm really like in ocean Of minds and words to say. And I have many problems When I pick up the rhyme It's very stressful process So I sometimes want to cry.
ND: It's not an easy deal, You need to practise more, But I liked your idea You'll open every door! I write in Russian poems And I agree with you That it is important project But we it have to do!)))
*Anutk@*: Êàêåí À.À. ïèøåò: I always write in Russian And that's my first assay I'm really like in ocean Of minds and words to say. And I have many problems When I pick up the rhyme It's very stressful process So I sometimes want to cry. My commentaries: Thanks for your kindness Thanks for your frankness Try to develop imagination Poetry – that’s our inspiration.
Ñàõèáãàðååâà Ýìèëèÿ: I can’t agree with you in this, Because computers are such things, Which help us print all kinds of texts To understand the words in them. I want to add to what I said: Computers’ role in poetry is only in that.
Ãàâðèëåíêî Äàâûä: When you fly in the heaven, When you are only seven, When you are black, when you are white Take your pen and let's write!
apple_pie: i agree with you ,my friend! your discussion is right and correct!!!!! :
glamsofi: I`m agree with you,of course! Your idea is the first!=)
tekiza: I really agree, All poems must make happiness! And it is true, and it is better To soft the internet, But not for crying. And only make you Happy, clever, and more carefree.
Gulnara: Sorry baby but you are so wrong You really think so? Come on! You’re lyrics is a childish drive It makes me fun! So fine!
Êîðîëåâ Ê. Î.: I agree with you Your poem is good And this is my opinion It's not too long And not toos short Well written!
shalun: À ÿ íè÷î íå ïîíÿë ïîìàãèòå ìèíå ïëèç
*Anutk@*: Mariko ïèøåò: You CAN write poetry on the computer! You can write poetry everywhere! You can write it even together! Main thing it is desire! My commentaries: I like your ideas They are so upbeat. Desire’s - the main thing It’s very helpful, indeed
ßãàôàðîâà Ëèëèÿ: To write a poem It's a good idea. By how will you do it? Will you write it on the computer or will you write it on a sheet of paper? It doesn't matter To my mind, The main problem is to find the readers who will read your poetry And who can understand Your own emotions, thoughts, ideas!
Stillhet: I think you really opened us The thought which always forces us To write the poetry thus and thus. It always makes us search the fame And helps create the brilliant frame And bring to our life a golden flame.
Äèàíà Òðóøíèêîâà: I agree with you,my dear, Your idea is quite clear, I support you in the thought Which you've caught.
Caesar: I suppose you’re right, Your piece is very good, It clears our mind And increases our mood
Albin@: Your emotions are very deep, They are eager to compete.
Danlop: I fully agree with you You can write a poem everywhere I know that your opinion is true That your poem for a reader must be clear.
Êàêåí À.À.: I like your minds They really deep We write the poems To present our script. The minds are better Than the ways Which we use to write Poems in our days.
sveticon: ßãàôàðîâà Ëèëèÿ ïèøåò: To write a poem It's a good idea. By how will you do it? Will you write it on the computer or will you write it on a sheet of paper? It doesn't matter To my mind, The main problem is to find the readers who will read your poetry And who can understand Your own emotions, thoughts, ideas! My commentaries: In this your poem I confess All words that here you possess Are real truth not more or less! I’m in agreement with all of them You should believe me There’s no sham! Alas, but poetry is such a thing That needs those readers who can think. It doesn’t touch upon the question What to be written with and how. Not problem was it in the past, to mention Modern days, I vow (êëÿíóñü). So, your point of view is right Your thoughts are also quite bright All in all they all are tight!
Ìàíñóðîâà Ëèàíà: I think if you are a poet You can create On sea and float and doesn't matter Computer is it or simple paper. When bright idea came up to you You write it anywhere and If you say that it is impossible for you to write on the computer I think you aren't a poet But someone else May be just a person
Caesar: Hi-tech has integrated our mind deeply, Sometimes we catch ourselves using it weekly, But I don’t think that without computer there is no poet, And your piece is marvelous, I wish I could do it.
sveticon: Caesar ïèøåò: Hi-tech has integrated our mind deeply, Sometimes we catch ourselves using it weekly, But I don’t think that without computer there is no poet, And your piece is marvelous, I wish I could do it. My commentaries: I can agree with you, my dear To use computer without fear It’s great invention in the world To crown it all, It’s better sold. How right you are to say we use This dear gadget very often Then it is reasonable for a muse (ïîýò; ëþáèìåö ìóç) To type his poetry on 'it To have quite good results indeed!
Nitrogen: Your thoughts are like I've mentioned And I agree with you Each masterpiece - creation Can be typed on the computer too!
Ñàõèáãàðååâà Ýìèëèÿ: I’m absolutely unanimous with you, Your words are really true. But let me say to your last lines: We can’t be poets only due to rhymes.
Stillhet: Computer is the thing of evil. His eye is big and really evil. It makes all people a bit nervous, Through prism of numbers looks enormous. Poetry is our gladness. It gives us wings to fly from sadness. It makes us fly instead of going And give to people sense of loving. We can’t compare these two things, If we combine it’ll shred the wings. We’ll stay on Earth and leave the joy. Don’t use computer as a toy!
Ãàâðèëåíêî Äàâûä: Why don't you like computer? It's a good helper if to use it correctly!
Stillhet: Computer helps us very much, But if you use it very often And take resources it can offer, It harms the head of us too much.
tekiza: Nowadays computer is the cleverest one It’s the well-known fact. But as the author said: It can destroy your health If use it very often.
Caesar: Too late, my comrade, we now use Computer even to see pictures of Lee Bruce, It has gone inside our eye, And if we destroy it, we all will die.
apple_pie: I suppose that you are clever! i will remember your poem forever
Albin@: Your poem is a flash in high, It makes my face a little smile. I liked the way of your creation, It quickly caught all my attention.
Riddie-Belk: Stillhet ïèøåò: Computer is the thing of evil. His eye is big and really evil. It makes all people a bit nervous, Through prism of numbers looks enormous. Poetry is our gladness. It gives us wings to fly from sadness. It makes us fly instead of going And give to people sense of loving. We can’t compare these two things, If we combine it’ll shred the wings. We’ll stay on Earth and leave the joy. Don’t use computer as a toy! I'd like to comment this one, It really has brought me a lot of fun. Computer's really made by demons, They make us stupid, slowly kill us. You're right, we ought to get some rest. Although we think that it's the best thing, the humanity had brought in daily life, But in a race with clock we only deeper dive In that great world called Internet And stays quite even TVset... I like your word about the sence Of loving. But I'll stand against Your instance not to use it as a toy Because more than a half of that's for getting joy)))
glamsofi: Your idea is quite deep Computer for poetry is rip)))
olgaa: If a packet hits a pocket on a socket on a port, And the bus is interrupted as a very last resort, And the memory address makes your floppy disk abort, Then the socket packet pocket has an error to report! If your cursor finds a menu item followed by a dash, And the double-clicking icons put your window in the trash, And your data is corrupted because the index doesn't hash, The situation then is hopeless, and your system will be crashed! If the label on your cable on the gable at your house, Says the network is connected to the button on your mouse, But your packets want to tunnel to another protocol, That's repeatedly rejected by the printer down the hall. And your screen is all distorted by the side effects of gauss, So, your icons in the window are as wavy as a souse, Then you may as well reboot and go out with a bang, As I’m sure I'm a poet, then the sucker is going to hang! When the copy of your floppy's getting sloppy on the disk, And the microcode instructions cause unnecessary RISC, Then you have to flash your memory and you'll want to RAM your ROM, Quickly turn off your computer being ready to write with your plume!
Ãàâðèëåíêî Äàâûä: Helllo.dear friends-poets!!!!! A man with opened heart and clear thoughts A man who wants to change who doesn’t stand. He is a poet, it’s a real role! He doesn’t follow words that he was said. And poetry for him is only way To show troubles of this dirty world He doesn’t need to write a lot or say He can tell everything by using only word! And how can he use computer words! They are unreal, grey without kindness! A real poet chooses classic roads And writes on white and dear sheets of papers!
**LoL-êà**: I like your poem very much It`s not the Double Dutch, You have an excellet idea it`s the best poem here.
MARYY: my friend I agree with you and also believe that the present poet writes on sheets of paper)))))
olgaa: My computer has a language That is also strange to me. It speaks either “RAM” or “Gigabytes” And what can “ROM” then be? I can’t understand the “Windows”, As computer informs me there Is not any “Gem Clip” On the back of my page, And it does it with its eyes Blink and stare! I don't understand what antivirus is That exists thanks to deeds wizards do, Still it’s called defragmenter Or the scanning disk And a virus cleaning thing too. Both computer and I Still work hand and eye. And the mouse in its house Helps to translate Without any mistake!
Nitrogen: I disagree - a poet can use another road And classic way does not mean it is real To tell the truth for me it’s not ideal I can express my feelings in new mode – The way I’m doing it right here: To type without using pen or feather Like this creation makes my mind work clear And nothing can depend on what I think or weather.
Mariko: I agree with people, Who wrote before. And want to add, that You can all and more! If you have some ideas And you can think. You don’t need in expansive And beautiful sheet!
Ãàâðèëåíêî Äàâûä: I'm sorry but you are not correct! When you take paper, you are a poet! Without it you are only a dreamer! And your thoughts are not for a reader!
Gulnara: Ãàâðèëåíêî Äàâûä Don’t think that paper makes a man of you Don’t hope to get it The only way it makes your dream come true – …Oh! I won’t prompt you with it!
Gulnara: As once a wise man said To write a poetry and not to use a comp What’s wrong? I’m always doing things like that And I’ve created songs!
Äèàíà Òðóøíèêîâà: You can't write poetry on the computer, But I can't write them anywhere. Let's think of problem all together And find solution which is fair. I offer you to write somewhere, But not on the computer. Remember my advice forever Or write another to compare.
Mariko: We live in twenty-first century, Hi people! Now! And computer is used as material As board and paper For writing some thing I think is right it Go with the time!))
**LoL-êà**: To write the poems is for me In any way can do it; But know grammar bad It is so sad, The computer,i think, Can help me All my mistaks improve I don`t tell lies,it`s truth. So the computer is our helper. It is better than sheet of paper You can lose it any where But computer is always near.
Kis-Ks: hi-tech is cool hi-tech is funny byt it costs a lot of money! It wil help you It is trye so my friend, I`m with you!
**LoL-êà**: But how can you help me? I don`t understand But thank you for your commet!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Elliot: So, I think the same! Our thinking is a flame Do not limit your-self paper frame!
Óêðîï: You have a very good idea Your one is also bright and clear!
Âèíîãðàä: Recently I was on graffiti exhibition for all of us it was interesting session artist give their text a part of his soul that is how he thought get from others respect below
Elliot: Everyone of us Has wrote some poems just! It is good argument for Quentin, We can write poems for twenty! On the computer or peace of paper... It doesn't mattet, cause everybody of us is creator!
futurama: do you think we can compete with brilliant genius such brad pitt? ohohoh it was joke i ment briliant as quentin!
Kis-Ks: Oh sometimes to write you need some coffe sometimes to create you need some tea, I must agree use your comruter, Let a cyber world to be!
strange_creature: Your brain excited me a bit, Your creation is a hit! You are right in all your lines. Rational thinking is really wise!
Kis-Ks: All life in the world wide wap, All life is in the Internet. Buy some goods in the net! Feal in love in the Internet Writting poetry so easy , Use your browzer Find your rhyme Everything is going fine!
Pupsya: Don't matter where to write, Use a pen or a keyboard-don't see the difference, It's enough to have a good mind, And to compose poems with magnificense.
p3p3: it is importent where to write only paper can keep your thoughts right
strange_creature: Your opinion suits to me, All your views are pretty free, It doesn't matter what you want, Write everything but do it right!!!
**LoL-êà**: I like your idea YOu are right It doesn`t matter Where we can write!!
K-e: Pupsya ïèøåò: Don't matter where to write, Use a pen or a keyboard-don't see the difference, It's enough to have a good mind, And to compose poems with magnificense. I absolutely agree with you... And I sare your point of view
tekiza: To write it means to live, To live … but where and why? To write it’s not to lie. And if you lie it will be better you to die The main idea what to write? The rough words on walls and fences? But as I said it’s better die. To write the poems on the paper It would be better than that one. To write the poems on the computer… It means to live for lie.., And as I said… It’s better die…
p3p3: i am agree i do not want to live for lie It isn't for me
Vlad Romanov: tekiza ïèøåò: To write it means to live, To live … but where and why? To write it’s not to lie. And if you lie it will be better you to die It`s difficult to prove it, It`s difficult to dany, Don`t you know where live and why? May by you are right I don`t want to lie.
p3p3: Electronics and soul cannot be together. I want to write my poems by a feather. I write about my feelings, about weather. Electronic cannot keep my thoughts together.
futurama: Sheet of paper or Microsoft word for me it doesn’t matter poetry open in me big world the paper inspire computer puts on working desire if everybody would understand it and know more a bit we’ll have new silver age that open Russian poetry page
Elliot: Hm... New Russian poetry page... It is good idea, and nothing strange! With using computer we can do more.. And our vocabulary doesn't be poor!
p3p3: Big poet are not poor with words them poems fly like birds they do not need comp to write What do they feel in right
Caesar: “You can’t write the poetry on the computer” – Quentin Tarantino said. But I do it every day! What’s wrong with that? Does he mean that ‘because computer is metal, For the power of the word it is very lethal? Computer is expensive hi-tech instrument, Or maybe not expensive – money spending is imminent, But you don’t waste that money, ‘cause you won’t ever care Just because you can’t do some urgent affair. Computer is used in many spheres of life By anyone, no matter what name carries he – Clive, Johnny or Garfield – no one pays attention, Everyone chooses his working dimension. I think that poetry will never be dead, No matter in what form it’s going to be made, Written or electronical, and proof of it is that Piece of poetry of mine that I have published in the Internet.
kcenya: Caesar ïèøåò: “You can’t write the poetry on the computer” – Quentin Tarantino said. But I do it every day! What’s wrong with that? Does he mean that ‘because computer is metal, For the power of the word it is very lethal? Computer is expensive hi-tech instrument, Or maybe not expensive – money spending is imminent, But you don’t waste that money, ‘cause you won’t ever care Just because you can’t do some urgent affair. Computer is used in many spheres of life By anyone, no matter what name carries he – Clive, Johnny or Garfield – no one pays attention, Everyone chooses his working dimension. I think that poetry will never be dead, No matter in what form it’s going to be made, Written or electronical, and proof of it is that Piece of poetry of mine that I have published in the Internet. my friend!you are a poet! I leave you comment =)
Ketty: I can agree with your position, Because the real master can To right his work for competition And everywhere! Every when!
OOOO: *PRIVAT*
futurama: ahahaha that's genius comment!
OOOO: as for me, i thnk it's bad to write them in the net you always suffer the disomfort and write some flapdoodles i bet
MARYY: I think that poem write a feather I think that poem write on a paper I think that poem write a hand I think that poem it is the soul I think that on a computer not heartfelt I think that on a computer not comfortably And I agree that we can’t write poetry on the computer
p3p3: I would like you to know Each person has own choice now i choose to write on paper I want to keep my taper. Electronics and soul cannot be together. I want to write my poems by a feather. I write about my feelings, about weather. Electronic cannot keep my thoughts together
Pupsya: Really,computer doesn't have feelings, and the paper is more habitual way to write, so,maybe you are right, but we are not going to start a fight
futurama: your rhyme is nice do you recognize? content is diligent too but evidens to poor
strange_creature: Never choose between two things The computers and blank sheets Life is modern nowaday’, Old ways of writing are going away. It doesn’t matter how you write, But you should be very bright. Your talent, mind and brain Will help you on your life way.
**LoL-êà**: What for ivent we poems? For our soil, for our heart We don`t think about the future It doesn`t metter now!!!!!
Danie : I like your Thought I like your style Don't stop and always smile
Pupsya: your poem is wonderful a fantastic idea: that computers and papers should be near
Êàêåí À.À.: Our cycle of hi-tech We use computers every time And we shouldn't look back To use computer isn’t crime.
Danie : Your poem is the best develop your talent and don't rest
Danie : Your poem is the best develop your talent and don't rest
Ûâ: You can write poetry on the computer! I cannot compose verses on the computer. I cannot write verses on the computer, being not houses.
àðòóð ãèìíïðîêîï: Ýòî ÿ
àðòóð ãèìíïðîêîï: You can not compose poetry on the computer.
Êîðîëåâ Ê. Î.: Well Done! The poem is the perfect one I can't add anything And have the same opinion I think this is the best poem that I have ever heard
ÀëèíàÃóñòîâà: you can write poetry on the computer,becouse I think that it not very difficult .Every person use computer in our every day life and write poetry on the computer not very difficult!
ÞëÿÃàáèäóëèíà: You can't write poetry on the computer, you should thoughts write on the list. I think it is more useful and easy for me.
Ãîðèíà Íàòàëüÿ: "You can't write poetry on the computer" I go to the briech I go along of street I walk along and can't back!
ÒèõîìèðîâàÑ.Ä.: Becoming crazy from imagination, When brains are burst from rhymes and words, When you are full of thoughts and inspiration, It doesn't matter: sheets or kea-boards.
Áîëãàíîâà Ä.Ä.: I must admit. For fair! You've got a point there. No matter where you write and what the way; Just have sincere feelings to convey!!!
F.U.N.N.Y: Hello my dear TARANTINO! I shouldn’t tell you chao bambino! Be ready to know something cool I make up poetry in water pool And what? Are you sure it is bad? No, no, no, I am not getting mad I’m just writing poetry with comp. Are you afraid of it, as a bomb? Oh, my honey! You are so funny! How is getting on Bugs Bunny? Let’s talk about your work Two words: Pulp fiction It everybody knows without description But it is not influenced my view I will write poetry on the computer that is new
kcenya: F.U.N.N.Y ïèøåò: Hello my dear TARANTINO! I shouldn’t tell you chao bambino! Be ready to know something cool I make up poetry in water pool And what? Are you sure it is bad? No, no, no, I am not getting mad I’m just writing poetry with comp. Are you afraid of it, as a bomb? Oh, my honey! You are so funny! How is getting on Bugs Bunny? Let’s talk about your work Two words: Pulp fiction It everybody knows without description But it is not influenced my view I will write poetry on the computer that is new I agree with you, my dear friend After all, today 21 this is also our man and there we want there we composed !
**LoL-êà**: I like very much your idea it is very clear!!!
VK: Oh! It is really positive I want again to live! You are so cool, And your poem is rule!
Ketty: So funny So good! It can make To better mood!
Albin@: Quentin's idea, Isn't clear. It doesn't matter where to write, All what you need - a perfect mind!
**LoL-êà**: you have an excellet idea i like it so much we shoud created poem every where we want!!!!
apple_pie: people write poems when they are happy; people write poems when they are sad; people need a sheet of paper and several pens; people need an inspiration , they also need a mood, but i suppose a computer shoul not be used!!!!!!!!
F.U.N.N.Y: ksenya ïèøåò: I do not agree with you Torontino, and your idea is not clear, proof is that we write clear here! Thank you for comment,my sweet Thank you for thought I can’t wait for our meet Let me dreams good caught
Óêðîï: I agree with your cogitation I also think you have a very good inspiration.
Danlop: I disagree with you. Does it really matter? To write a poem is all for you Without any sheet of paper!
kcenya: I do not agree with you Torontino, and your idea is not clear, proof is that we write clear here!
**LoL-êà**: Ksenya, you are poet you can compose a poem at moment!!!
kcenya: ÂÑÅÌ ÂÑÅÌ ÆÅËÀÞ ÓÄÀ×È!
**LoL-êà**: õå õå!!! ñïñ!!!! Êñþø!!!!!!!!!! (ïåðåøëè íà ðîäíîé ÿçûê, it is so cool)
Óêðîï: I disagree with Quentin Tarantino I think it is an incorrectly idea, Cause if you write the poems well, lf you have a good imagination as well, To write a poem on the computer or peace of paper I think it doesn't really matter.
apple_pie: You have an unusual opinion,dear! I suppose ,that it is clear !!!!!!))))))
Riddie-Belk: Regardless where to create And what to use for it You certainly must not forget That word is as a bit Of refined arrow... Isn't it?^^ It may effect on all your being It's built by it as well It makes you smile, It makes you sing, It makes you cry, And also think About varios mistakes And happy moments. In that case I'd like to say and underline Whether the keyboard or the ink, Try to invent a gorgeous think, (It's unimportant where) Save it, Don't let the time to make it burried. Computers mustn't come to mind.
Riddie-Belk: Regardless where to create And what to use for it You certainly must not forget That word is as a bit Of refined arrow... Isn't it?^^ It may effect on all your being It's built by it as well It makes you smile, It makes you sing, It makes you cry, And also think About varios mistakes And happy moments. In that case I'd like to say and underline Whether the keyboard or the ink, Try to invent a gorgeous think, (It's unimportant where) Save it, Don't let the time to make it burried. Computers mustn't come to mind.
Riddie-Belk: Regardless where to create And what to use for it You certainly must not forget That word is as a bit Of refined arrow... Isn't it?^^ It may effect on all your being It's built by it as well It makes you smile, It makes you sing, It makes you cry, And also think About varios mistakes And happy moments. In that case I'd like to say and underline Whether the keyboard or the ink, Try to invent a gorgeous think, (It's unimportant where) Save it, Don't let the time to make it burried. Computers mustn't come to mind.
Riddie-Belk: Regardless where to create And what to use for it You certainly must not forget That word is as a bit Of refined arrow... Isn't it? It may effect on all your being It's built by it as well It makes you smile, It makes you sing, It makes you cry, And also think About varios mistakes And happy moments. In that case I'd like to say and underline Whether the keyboard or the ink, Try to invent a gorgeous think, (It's unimportant where) Save it, Don't let the time to make it burried. Computers mustn't come to mind.
Riddie-Belk: Regardless where to create And what to use for it You certainly must not forget That word is as a bit Of refined arrow... Isn't it? It may effect on all your being It's built by it as well It makes you smile, It makes you sing, It makes you cry, And also think About varios mistakes And happy moments. In that case I'd like to say and underline - Computers mustn't come to mind. Whether the keyboard or the ink, Try to invent a gorgeous think, (It's unimportant where) Save it, Don't let the time to make it burried.
Ýíè_Ýíè: Regardless where to create And what to use for it You certainly must not forget That word is as a bit Of refined arrow... Isn't it? It may effect on all your being It's built by it as well It makes you smile, It makes you sing, It makes you cry, And also think About varios mistakes And happy moments. In that case I'd like to say and underline - Computers mustn't come to mind. Whether the keyboard or the ink, Try to invent a gorgeous think, (It's unimportant where) Save it, Don't let the time to make it burried.
Óêðîï: I disagree with Quentin Tarantino I think it is an incorrectly idea, Cause if you write the poems well, If you have a good imagination as well, To write a poem on the computer or peace of paper I think it doesn't really matter.
Riddie-Belk: OMG What is it? What's happened with my posts? I'm really sorry for this.)) O_o
K-e: We may write poems on computer All we need is practice We may show Our own emotions, thoughts, ideas It's doesn't matter Where? and How? On sheet of paper or on computer It doesn't matter To my mind, it's doesn't matter....
Óêðîï: I disagree with Quentin Tarantino I think it is an incorrectly idea, Cause if you write the poems well, If you have a good imagination as well, To write a poem on the computer or peace of paper I think doesn't really matter.
K-e: Óêðîï ïèøåò: I disagree with Quentin Tarantino I think it is an incorrectly idea, Cause if you write the poems well, If you have a good imagination as well, To write a poem on the computer or peace of paper I think doesn't really matter. That's it You really right Everything is going all right If you had a good imagination You can write on any subject and its really so
Áîëãàíîâà Ä.Ä.: If I'm full of transcendental hot ideas, My eyes will be in happy tears. No matter what I choose to use, a paper or computer. My rhymes will find a suitor. Pay attention to the flight of thought Rather than to paper or a keyboard!
Ìàøà Ëîãèíîâà: You can't write poetry on the computer You really tired Your eyes are closed You are sitting one hour, two... You can't do anything Don't upset. Switch off your computer And go to bed.
F.U.N.N.Y: Yo maybe right You maybe wrong Computer likes a paper white which does harm very very strong
Ìàøà Ëîãèíîâà: You can't write poetry on the computer You really tired Your eyes are closed You are sitting one hour, two... You can't do anything Don't upset. Switch off your computer And go to bed.
Ìàøà Ëîãèíîâà: You can't write poetry on the computer You really tired Your eyes are closed You are sitting one hour, two... You can't do anything Don't upset. Switch off your computer And go to bed.
Riddie-Belk: The better way in any situation Is holding it for all the time switched off It always brings some ruthful aftermaths And illnesses instead of gifts.
Seyt: You are righ! I did that yerstaday!
MARYY: I think that poem must be written on a feather I think that poem must be written on a paper I think that poem write with a hand I think that poem it is the soul I think that in the computer it can’t be thin in the hull I think it’s not comfortable to write On the computer I can write only poem are white
Óêðîï: Where should you write a poem On the computer or the sheet of paper I think everybody knows It doesn't matter. It must be accessible and clean. _____________________________ made by Àëåêñåé Ñåðãååâ
**LoL-êà**: I like you idea You are right it doesn`t matter where we can write!!!
Áîëãàíîâà Ä.Ä.: Sheets of paper, pens or keyboards... What's the odds? We forget about our thoughts. They inspire us to write the rhymes Flying over clouds in the skies. When we yield to feelings in the hearts, Words in versus spring to our minds! Then a poem goes its own way So as to take the readers' breath away! Anyway, my poems with my rhymes Can dawn on me at different times... Handwriting letter or e-letter For me it doesn't matter! When inspiration comes, we'll see What we need, paper or pc. I wouldn't go along with Tarantino, I dissaprove of his idea!
Danlop: Where should you write a poem On the computer or the sheet of paper? I think everybody knows It doesn't matter. It must be accessible and clear.
Danlop: Where should you write a poem On the computer or the sheet of paper? I think everybody knows It doesn't matter. It must be accessible and clean. Everybody can understand it even a deer.
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Danlop: Where should you write a poem On the computer or the sheet of paper I think everybody knows It doesn't matter. It must be accessible and clean.
**LoL-êà**: you have an excellet idea i like it so much we shoud created poem every where we want!!!!
Êàêåí À.À.: If you have ideas If you sit in quit Take the sheet of paper And begin to write. If your inspiration Comes in one of days Quickly show perceptions In the different ways. And it isn't matter Where to write the verse It is really better When you have own voice. Choose the style of spelling And begin to press Or begin the writing In your documents.
Êðþ÷êîâ Äèìà: Êàêåí À.À. ïèøåò: If you have ideas If you sit in quit Take the sheet of paper And begin to write. If your inspiration Comes in one of days Quickly show perceptions In the different ways. And it isn't matter Where to write the verse It is really better When you have own voice. Choose the style of spelling And begin to press Or begin the writing In your documents. Your poem is very good
Seyt: Êàêåí À.À. ïèøåò: If you have ideas If you sit in quit Take the sheet of paper And begin to write. I agree with your poem. The same with me.
MARYY: Êàêåí À.À. ïèøåò: If you have ideas If you sit in quit Take the sheet of paper And begin to write. If your inspiration Comes in one of days Quickly show perceptions In the different ways. And it isn't matter Where to write the verse It is really better When you have own voice. Choose the style of spelling And begin to press Or begin the writing In your documents. your poem just fine)) I think so òîî))
Êðþ÷êîâ Äèìà: Gentle words, there is an aim It seems we are playing a game Easy smile, but not fun Sweet music for no one I want to win and not to lose I want to think and not to rest I want to laugh and not to sight When I had done all tasks right
Êàêåí À.À.: I hope you carried out tasks right Because you very very kind!!!
shalun: oh my gareable, it so terrible
ND: My idea is so clear That you can dig it all. Don’t be afraid and fear, Comment me, hey! Come on! I want to say you briefly The poems are my life, I try to get on deeply Like steel and bitter knife. My life is full of poets And merriness, and fun, Ideas sound like coins And shine like summer sun. You can write poems where There are a lot of roads, Or nobody’s disturbing, And waves are caring boats Of you imagination, And soul comes away. Give it emancipation And it will really say That wanted for the years, And you will win it all! Don’t worry, don’t have tears! Let’s start it. So, let’s go!
Riddie-Belk: ND ïèøåò: Don’t be afraid and fear, Excuse me? (Íå áóäü ñòðàõîì? õä) People, don't you think it's boring To use in every second post The word, that's simply as a ghost... Without synonyms... It's coming To every second clever mind And kicks out all of other kind... Don't use this pair clear - idea, Try to think of another rhyme That would fit brilliantly here And show the wealth of words in mind.
VK: Oh! It is real fantastic! I agree with you Oh! Your poem is realistic And this express what you do!
Seyt: To write or not to write It’s not the question. If you can write, You should write. If you have ideas, Emotions you want to share, You should write poems. I tried to write. It was not easy, but exciting. I wrote on paper Because I’m sure It’s better than computer. You know All famous poets wrote on paper. You know All famous stories were written by hand on paper. I trust it more…
Ñëîáîäèíà Ëåíà: It’s pleasant to hear Your beautiful words. I think you’ll receive All poetical awards.
VK: Do you remember ,dear, Those beautiful days , When we writing here Old poems in our ways. I'll tell you why I'm tardy and I hope my excuse will do. I stopped to view upon a leaf a spider and some dew. She spun a web before my eyes with a soft and silver hue, And when she looked, I looked at her and whispered, "Peekaboo!" I think I may have startled her and so I waved good-bye, But when I turned around to go, I met a butterfly! I almost caught him in my hand to bring to class for you, But when I tried to peek inside, away my treasure flew. And that is how I'm tardy, but I had to tell you why. It's all the fault of a spider's web and a sneaky butterfly! Looking at all this beauty I become inspired And I want to make up something light. I create a lot of poems which express my thoughts I plunge into the wonderful world where only I know roads Nobody can disturb to flight of my ideas And I leave this world without any fears.
Ñëîáîäèíà Ëåíà: Your poem is wonderful! I glad to hear it Words are bright and colorful You’ll win I predict.
Zimina: Where we write poems. When the trouble come in your home… When love was born in your heart When you feel that you are alone Take paper and begin to write and write… Write about your senses, Write about your life, Write that you want to say, About that you keep at night
VK: Your opinion is majestic; You are great in all. I agree with your poems which is realistic And you never fall
Zimina: Poems can open our spirit Poems teach us to be sincere Poems help us to creative Poems carry out our dream.
Ketty: Do you hear, Greatest poets Righting poems In the Word? For example As Shakespeare Who so famous In the world! I can’t do it Like each other But I tryind Do it good! Don’t chide me If my rhymes Will be sound Like a wood!
shalun: oh my God it so good !!
Yuliya: Computer is a great invention, We cannot live without it. Computers save the time and money, This fact can everyone admits. The 21st century is quick and fast, It brings a progress every moment. And we cannot waste our time, That’s why the world invented robots. Computers lighten our life, They seldom make any mistakes. It’s easier to live with them, Computers like the human’s brains. But everything cannot be perfect And robots have the drawbacks too. They carry out any work you ask for, But the creative work can’t do. Computers can play chess or cards And always win you in spite your skills. But different games are just a program That doesn’t need some human sense. In spite of all computer’s merits It cannot help us to create The works of arts, that need lots of feelings, And can’t be by a heartless robots made. So, I consider, that computers Make our life a simple one. But I’m sure no computer Can write a poem, except a man.
ëÿñÿ: Computer intelligence and human brain So, what can I say? I’ll try to find among them main. I think, it is the brain. You’ll never trust the computer all those: Your feelings, emotions and thoughts. You only can operate with the work Yes, or maybe not? It will never produce that Your soul can produce in fact. It only will serve to show, The work you made your own. But it will never express The real ideas, emotions I guess.
èççàé: Poetry! What does it mean? It is an art To show your own opinion through some words, Word combinations, using different kinds of metaphors. Contrast, compare some events through some phenomena. You’ll take a book with poems, you will read, You’ll understand the feeling of the author, Because it’s only in the human forces To realize the writer’s thoughts, emotions. A person, who decides to write a poem, Can show, express his view on life, on problems With using different words and word expressions, That isn’t carry only straight meanings but figurative also. Just try to give a command to a computer To write a poem, not very long, and although It is a very clever machine with different systems, In any way it will fail all his attempts. You see, that the computer was invented To calculate, to count up and solve some problems. But not to think in a creative way. It can’t be so. It is impossible to him to choose the right word Because he doesn’t think about the whole idea of the work. At last, I’d like to tell you that the poetry Like an amazing picture on the wall Looking at which, you feel exciting and enjoyable Which gives you many points to live.
Yuliya: I like the poems of Kate and Gulkai Which have the same idea, That computer and poetry are different things And they are incompatible. Gulkai and Kate say that a computer Is the machine without a soul. It isn’t able to love, to suffer, It is indifferent and cold. It can’t express like any poet His feelings, attitude and dreams. So, let computers count something, And a man write poems.
Àëüôà: Computer, computer, computer… Here you can write quicker. Here you can be a crazy gamer, Here you are a powerful user! But here you can’t think wider Because you are only a user! You can play complex games Because you have brains. He figures up his future steps. It’s marvelous! But… you have feelings to express, And sometimes you make mistakes… And you have a heart That’s why sometimes life seems hard. You can’t write poetry on the computer Because the charming poetry Is only for those who have hearts.
Áîëãàíîâà Ä.Ä.: If you are full of inspiration, Creating poems at your heart, No matter where to write. If you are full of inspiration With thoughts magnificant and kind, No matter where to write. If you are full of inspiration The strongest thigs's imagination. Machines or sheets. It doesn't matter. Idead will decide what's better.
ëèëü÷èê: Computers, Internet, Machines Become more steadily for us. Become we lazy and useless As all the work is done for us. We all the nights sit at them And click, and click, and click again. Become we irritated, stressed, And don’t mind what’ll happen next. We have forgotten sense of life But we can live and be alive We seldom speak and seldom think We aren’t happy, we’re just sick. Computers only the machines They can’t express emotions, fears They can’t show feelings and the mind, And they can’t show the poem’s heart. But we can love, dream and forgive, But we can taste, feel and believe, We also know, we think, relieve I make a conclusion, we are not machines! We depend on computers And they also depend on us But we are the humans And they are only technologies.
äåãòÿðåâà: The computer is the modern machine It hasn’t the soul, the tears. It can’t express the feelings Which show that you in dream It hasn’t express the attention Which shows that you in love. It can’t convey true spirit Which people feel in rather way. The base of this mechanism Is build on any programmer Which is only situated In some strict sequences. The soul of any people Is based on sincere senses. We can feel, cry, worried But computer can’t do it.
Êàïðèçóëüêèíà: ‘You can’t write poetry on the computer, You mean, that the machine can’t write itself. My dear teacher? O’k. I think you are quite right’ And there is nothing we could fight. So, our world is nice and large And no one tries to think too much. We all have got that bad machines, Which can’t improve our English skills. We all have got that good machine, Which make odd work that we don’t feel. I love computer for it’s helpful And so you do just for the same. However, something makes me think, That the machines not just play prinks. What will be if one nice day, We, you and I and they, Become useless in all ways? All computers are like monsters, Teach us, tease us giving orders. World is on the brink of tears, For nothing good goes on for years. Wake up, people! Don’t you see? Machines are working just for spree! So, what a shame! Instead of using our brains, We start to feel the programme fails. Forget about our culture, The most unique for our minds. Don’t pay attention for the nature, The main inspirer of times. Compose, compose, compose ,my dear, Your thoughts are peaceful and sane. Compose, compose, compose, my dear, For people, not machines have fame!
Rainbow: "You can't write poetry on the computer”. Quentin Tarantino I wonder, oh, What is creation? Is it a child of one’s imagination, Glamorous fantasy or inspiration? Can you create anything Well or just badly, Can you create anything Just not to be wealthy? Can you create anything Without the tension? Remember, it may become Pride of the nation… Excuse me For lyrical long deviation… I wanted to pay on them Little attention… You can’t write the poetry On the computer, Though it is not silly, It isn’t a murder… The poetry is Like a game With the words, Like wonderful painting Which was created in dots. Take pen, use your hand, Write about your thoughts. And hear the silence Instead of the noise. Which noise? Of the street? Of computer, of course!
Aëåêñàíäð Áóëåêîâ: Bring pen or pencil Bring shirt of paper Move away computer And sit near the table Think about your purpose About your creation Don't think about PC Only then you will get a real satisfaction When you will write it yourself When you will do it without any machine Only then you will have result Only then you will have enthuasism
Aëåêñàíäð Áóëåêîâ: If you have ideas If you sit in quit Take the sheet of paper And begin to write... Just nice, haven't got any comments
Aëåêñàíäð Áóëåêîâ: Poetry! What does it mean? It is an art To show your own opinion through some words... Really...very huge verse)i think,i wouldn't create such poem
Ñëîáîäèíà Ëåíà: When you write on a paper And with pencil or pen Your brains work greater And cross and tore you can. If you see a lot of paper on the floor It seems that you are working more Than if you look in empty screen And there is nothing in. You correct by “Delete” your mistake But you can’t your computer take And throw away in the window Because its weight and price not low. It is all what I want you to say At this very interesting day!
Ðîäèîíîâà Íàäåæäà: The computer – what is it? I don’t understand what’s for it? The computer is a machine For to write the competition. But I think it’s wrong, Don’t for it, it was born. The competition consists Of our soul emotions. The computer without brains And it is without motions.
Øàãàëèíà Ãóçåëü: Can’t you write poetry on the computer? Why? I can everything! All that I want! Computer’s my helper. Computer’s my friend It gives information, knowledge you want. I write all my tasks, exercises and songs I watch many films on computer itself It helps me to write and it help me to work I could write this poetry on computer myself
ßãàíîâ Ìàðàò: Quentin Tarantino, why do you think so? I work at the computer, and I like it best of all. At present I think we must Be communicated and be so fast. And writing poems is so fine Where your fantasy may fly. But writing poems on computers Gives you more time and feelings.
ßãàíîâ Ìàðàò: Quentin Tarantino, why do you think so? I work at the computer, and I like it best of all. At present I think we must Be communicated and be so fast. And writing poems is so fine Where your fantasy may fly. But writing poems on computers Gives you more time and feelings.
Ãèëüäèíà Äèàíà: Quentin Tarantino, why do you think so? I work at the computer, and I like it best of all. At present I think we must Be communicated and be so fast. And writing poems is so fine Where your fantasy may fly. But writing poems on computers Gives you more time and feelings.
Ñàõèáãàðååâà Ýìèëèÿ: Frankly speaking I must say That computers help us anyway. Many sides of our life Are connected with the files. Poetry is no exception, That’s may be my own perception. Other thing is to discuss: Is there poetry inside of us? If a person can’t make rhymes He may try a lot of times Writing, printing, other things – Useless will be these routines. Rhymes and poems are the parts Which come up from our hearts. Other question may arise: Can computers make you rhymes? Yes, of course, they can do this: Make you rhymes and other things. But the poetry’s main goal Is to touch us deep in soul. So, from this my point of view There’s no help for me and you. My advice will be, my friends: Try to make your rhymes yourselves.
Nitrogen: A poet is a person who doesn't know where He should create his poems - Indeed he doesn't care! The thing is inspiration - it comes just when it wants without invitation - and so a poet learns: To write his thoughts on napkins, to write it while it flies not always it's romantic, not always in the sky He does it when he is sure his masterpiece’ll be born the thing is: he must do it before inspiration’s gone!
Vlad Romanov: Why do you think so? I think it is not true, You can write everywhere In the field, in the park and in the street too Computer can help us It correct our errors It translate our task And we become clever thus.
Vlad Romanov: Why do you think so? I think it is not true, You can write everywhere In the field, in the park and in the street too Computer can help us It correct our errors It translate our task And we become clever thus.
Vlad Romanov: Caesar sad: I think that poetry will never be dead, No matter in what form it’s going to be made, Written or electronical, and proof of it is that Piece of poetry of mine that I have published in the Internet. My answer: I hope you are right It depends on your mind Don`t bother about Net It can help us to connect
olgaa: Though my eyes see the keys, Fingers do as they please. They start words like “white” with “S”, Though they very well know That “S” is one key below And reversal will not impress. But look at some lines without rhythm or rhymes Where semblance to verse is but fleeting. And the tightly clenched fist will never assist Or will words that do not bear repeating. I'm really vexed As they’ve lost my text, And I can't find its new hidden venue. The DELETE command has shown its hand, I'll delete the damn thing from my menu. There seems to be strain Between fingers and brain And I feel I would like to mention, When my fingers typed “white” And it didn't sound right, Please believe it was not my intention.
sveticon: My work: Why have you rushed to conclusion that You can’t write poetry on the computer? Just think about: it is said To be convenient and much cuter! I can’t object that a written verse Is always easier to compose Besides, computers do protect The text from slang (it’s not correct): The poet’s fancy’s like a bird – He writes a poem like a gird Or both bylina and converse It can be lengthy, it can be terse. But on the other hand, I think, Though written verses are the pink, Why not you try electronic rhymes? We don’t live in ancient times! It’s easier and far more quickly It’s up to you: in details or meekly You can correct the poem once And twice, and thrice – For your own device! Thus, in conclusion, I’d like to note Despite all this I do will vote For electronics: it is as good As written rhymes in any mood! To rush to conclusion – äåëàòü ïîñïåøíûå âûâîäû Cuter – èíòåðåñíåå Verse – ïîýçèÿ To protect – îãðàæäàòü, ïðåäîõðàíÿòü Gird – íàñìåøêà, êîëêîñòü Bylina – áûëèíà Converse – îáðàùåíèå Terse – ñæàòûé, êðàòêèé, íåìíîãîñëîâíûé The pink – íå÷òî ñîâåðøåííîå, âåðõ, âûñøàÿ ñòåïåíü Meekly – êðîòêî, ñìèðåííî Thrice – òðèæäû
sveticon: What a wonderful contest!!!
*Anutk@*: Hello, everybody!!!
*Anutk@*: My work: In order poems to write You need your fantasy inscribe. Late at night from all to retire So that nobody could you inquire With pleasant plaid yourself to cover Your thoughts of nature to discover To dream you breath there ozone Admiring flowers to your tone And also trees with the sky above To make declaration in verse of love You’d better kiss beloved boy-friend Stare the stars close hand in hand Picturing mutual future in the end At last I confess you, dear friend: A poem refuses to create my head When I sit at the monitor Doesn’t wish to work my motor.
*Anutk@*: In order poems to write You need your fantasy inscribe. Late at night from all to retire So that nobody could you inquire With pleasant plaid yourself to cover Your thoughts of nature to discover To dream you breath there ozone Admiring flowers to your tone And also trees with the sky above To make declaration in verse of love You’d better kiss beloved boy-friend Stare the stars close hand in hand Picturing mutual future in the end At last I confess you, dear friend: A poem refuses to create my head When I sit at the monitor Doesn’t wish to work my motor.
Ñàõèáãàðååâà Ýìèëèÿ: Frankly speaking I must say That computers help us anyway. Many sides of our life Are connected with the files. Poetry is no exception, That’s may be my own perception. Other thing is to discuss: Is there poetry inside of us? If a person can’t make rhymes He may try a lot of times Writing, printing, other things – Useless will be these routines. Rhymes and poems are the parts Which come up from our hearts. Other question may arise: Can computers make you rhymes? Yes, of course, they can do this: Make you rhymes and other things. But the poetry’s main goal Is to touch us deep in soul. So, from this my point of view There’s no help for me and you. My advice will be, my friends: Try to make your rhymes yourselves.
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