>tfw Australian
>my accent bans me from writing beautiful poetry
>am so confused by foreign scansion I don't think I can even recite beautiful poetry
>tfw Australian
>my accent bans me from writing beautiful poetry
>am so confused by foreign scansion I don't think I can even recite beautiful poetry
but even the rolf harris
How does the accent prevent you from writing poetry? And the scansion thing is just a skill issue.
t. Fellow Aussie
Scansion depends on accent. You can claim there's a more 'basic' scansion shared by all English speakers but there's objectively a difference in the scansion of America, England and Australia. This is a very basic fact.
Bullshit. The division of words into syllables and the position of the stress works very consistently across all varieties of English (except the creoles). What changes is usually just the surface-level stuff such as vowel qualities/relationships.
Record yourself reading a poem with rhyme and metre to prove otherwise.
>"foreign scansion"
It's called English. Quit being a shrimp-chucker.
Just spec into a transatlantic accent, it was invented by an Australian so you are already halfway there.
>be born australian
>get free gibs
>hand over gibs to tech overlords in the USA
>threaten more gibs
>??????
>profit
trust me only i know of this no one else in the world can tell how serious you are about building a sustainable future and not at all threatening ecocide
Henry Lawson
Kenneth Slessor
Robert Gray
Banjo Paterson
Australians can write magnificent poetry. You can't because you suffer from cultural cringe.
Fix yourself instead of moaning on the internet.
>just fix your entrenched identity crisis bro
Frick off
>Nooo, you can't just encourage me to do better
>You need to heckin' validate my super real disability!
I thought Aussies were mad c**ts, not poofters.
Imagine being told for 200 years that you had no culture and that you were inferior and boorish. Now imagine that being reinforced every single time you read a book or watch a movie and becoming an internet joke that you hear constantly
We do so much for the world and you mock us. For what reason? Because we had prison colonies? Well guess what, so did the US.
If an American said this, you’d be talking shit, but now you’re self-victimizing like a gay
return to reddit
>no culture
>whinge on the internet instead of doing something about it
gay.
>We do so much for the world
Like what? Bickering with the chinks for shelf gas and supplying America with uranium stolen from the abo Black folk?
Australia is what would happen if you took Russian economy, built a soulless Bedfordshire suburb on top of it, and added poisonous crocodiles or fricking what they got there.
wtf are you talking about you absolute smackhead
You forgot Henry Kendall and many others. Late 19th century Australian poetry is some of the most based and redpilled
http://www.middlemiss.org/lit/authors/kendallh/poeticalworks.html
http://www.middlemiss.org/lit/lit.html#australianpoetry
literally the best contemporary poet is australian tho
She's so incredibly pretentious but god i would do anything for me and her to be alone in a locked room
Ahh a fellow rapist with taste, I do tip my cap to thee
Why would an Australian be named Dakota?
I'd rather there be Aussie chicks named Dakota instead of the thousands of "Imogen's" we have over here, who the frick names their kid Imogen?
I like Angela White's accent.
She’s a published academic too, unlike the dilettante pseuds on IQfy
>academic
As if this means literally anything
Daily reminder that Americans speak Milton’s tongue
wdym
I don't know about John Milton, but American English today is closer to 18th century British English than British English today. For example, they both pronounced their Rs.
There are also rhotic variants in UK English and rhoticity is not the only parameter for similarity. Ebonics, which is the main current US variant, is as far away from 18th c. English as you can get. The modern American R and the 18th c. R are different also. The latter was closer to a soft R in Spanish or Italian.
The poet took two bottles stout
Of good old Queensland rum,
And one of ink, and spread them out;
A bottle, too, of gum,
And big blank sheets of paper white,
And then resumed his place
Amid the crockery to write
A poem of rare grace
That must command its space,
And e'en a thumping cheque invite,
And please the populace.
The poet wrote the whole night through,
And at the rum he sipped.
The sheets about the room he strew,
And in the ink he dipped.
He gummed this stanza next to that,
And paused a while to think,
Then charged again with venom at
The bottle holding ink
His merry rhymes to chink,
And every time a line went flat
He took another drink.
And when at length the day had come
Quite empty were the lot
Of bottles - gum, and ink, and rum.
The poet, though, was not.
Full, too, the pages....Fortune hard
Brought back the verse again.
Then for the bottles in the yard
The poet went from a swain
Three coppers did obtain.
"See, earnest labor," cried the bard,
"Is never wholly vain!"
>>my accent bans me from writing beautiful poetry
Les Murray.
William Baylebridge, the Australian Nietszche
>They're going to bring in a Canberra's worth of turd world invaders every single year just to keep house prices out of reach of young White Australians
Don't worry about cultural cringe anon, the last scraps of anything resembling Australian culture will be washed away by a shit coloured slurry within your lifetime.
I'm Aussie and so is my uncle and he's a three-time published poet, anything is possible, fellow countryman.
>australian poetry