odespinner

I asked some people in the Bulhouse East bar what they thought of my poems. There was one “Wow!” and some lovely and nice comments.. Now call me churlish but I was hoping for something more …artsy?

My distaste for nice and lovely started when a tutor on a Residential course at Sterling asked us students to comment on a beautiful piece of choral music that soared into a moving crescendo. He pointed out that the word ‘nice’ was derived from the Latin for I don’t know.

We were asked in turn to describe what we had just heard. A student who usually stuttered gave a brilliant analogy between the hills outside the classroom that rose sharply skywards and the male soprano’s voice gradually reaching higher notes as he reached the crescendo’s finale.

When asked for my opinion, of course I said “Nice.”