This is a good example of why poetry about people MUST be performed. You can read Shakespeare, and you can read Kay, but you cannot experience them until you witness the emotion, the human behaviors and expressions that give rise to words. Words do not fill your heart like they fill a page. Words fall out of our mouths, but they do not always speak to us. Kay knows how to speak to her audience, to cast a voice and give words lives of their own. I only discovered Sarah Kay by accident in my recommendations list Monday, and here on Thursday, I'm in love with the imagery her words call forth in my mind, a new vision of the world experienced only because she shared hers.
is it just me or like when she started to say "repeat the same mistakes over and over" at around 2:10, you expected her to say "repeat the same mistakes over and over again you'll stop calling them mistakes." I love seeing similarities in Phil and Sarah's works, their bond is evident even in their literature. Love their friendship :) so beautiful.
She makes me want to go back to college, to start writing poetry again, to go to the gym, and to treat everyone I meet like their life is poetry and to record it in words filled with grace.
"Practice does not make perfect. Practice makes permanent. Repeat the same mistakes over and over... you never get any closer... you still wind up with muddy knees". Loved this.
Hey! what i think she means is in her relationship they keep making the same mistakes and they seem to not be able to overcome them... so they "practice" (repeat again and again) but what they keep is making the same mistakes which have become a permanent aspect of their relationship ... thus, in this sense this type of "practice" doesn't make things better but it makes their relationship both painful and monotonous.. hope it makes sense to you xx
thus, in this sense this type of "practice" doesn't make things better but it makes their relationship require that practice again and again such that they are so reliant on each other, so habitual of each other, so in love with each other, that any other practice other than the normal practice is hard for them to digest........hence, it makes their bond even more strong and not monotonous, painful?maybe..
This is the way Sarah Kay publishes her work. theres no way to write down her performance. it feels like shes not just finding words that sound good together and then shaping them into a story, I think her story comes first, and thats what makes her such a great poet.
"Still now, I send letters into space hoping that some mailman somewhere will track you down and recognize you from the description in my poems. That he will place the stack of them in your hands and tell you, there is a girl that still writes to you… she doesn’t know how not to" #ouch
I wish this didn't describe my relationships. But it does. And it hurts. Beautifully said. I believe there are many who can connect to this and understand the pain of loving someone torn away from grasp by the distance of miles and miles. Whether it is a lover, a friend, sister, brother, mother, father... It is a sting that is humanly familiar, I believe.
"It is hard to build a body out of words- I have tried. We have both tried." Her voice is angelic and her words have true meaning. I really liked this one, but was a little distracted at the end by the little voice at the back of my mind, asking, "What happened to him??"
I don't think anything necessarily happened to him. They probably broke up, or decided not to be together. I think her poem "Private parts" is also about him.
The answer is given in the following parts of the poem, stating: 'You never get any closer...When we finally met on your couch, none of us with any words left to say...' but then 'there is a girl who still writes you, she doesn't know how not to...' When you spend so much time on a distance, drown in countless messages every day, you think that you know the person on the other side of the line and that you are getting to know them deeply. In fact, you are just falling deeply in love with how they present themselves to you, and become addicted to your perception of them. And finally, after so many messages, when the two of you meet in person, there is nothing left to say. It is wierd to communicate in person, as suddenly the person next to you is just a stranger. It is not the same person, it seems, who typed the messages. And you are not the same person that typed the messages you sent either. We all communicate differently online than we do in person, especially when we deeply care for the person on the other side. When the two of you meet, you are just two strangers, who cannot connect via the simple questions which you normally use to break the ice with someone you just met, as you know it all about the person already. Yet, you do not know THE person who is characterised by the information you have about them. 'You never get any closer...' And often, that moment of having nothng left to say at the couch represents the revelation that distance was not keeping the two apart, but that it was keeping them together. But once you leave the couch and separate with the other person once again, you miss them, as you are addicted to the messages. You do not know how to stop. You still write, cause you don't know how not to. 'Practice does not make perfect...practice makes permanent...repeating the same mistakes over and over...'
Natasha S. that's not always true. I'm in the US, fell in love with a guy in Europe. We had been messaging every day for hours for over a year when I finally got the opportunity to meet him in Europe. We spent an amazing few days together not using our phones and just talking and hanging out with each other. It was amazing. The hardest part is the distance keeping us apart 😔
A few months ago I started listening to and watching spoken word poetry. Your poems are inspiring, the heart and soul devoted to each and every one are contagious. I very much love your work, thank you
Incorporated this into a speech I performed while in a long distance relationship, knowing damn well how true it was. If you’re gonna be in an LDR you need light at the end of the tunnel and meet up quickly. You run out of things to talk about and things become repetitive.
This has to be one of the prettiest poems I've heard. It seems gentke and polite and completely different from anyone elses without clashing. I like that about her and her poetry
Idk how many times I have watched Sarah performing this poem. Every time I get a different feeling. I have a long distance relationship and this poem hits different every time. My favourites are also private parts, dreaming boy and Mrs. Ribeiro.
I dunno. I think that there are relationships that are not long distance that are far worse than long distance relationships because of lack of words. Words, or the lack thereof, reveal the soul. Words will caress our lovers far more effectively than our hands will.
"Practice does not make perfect. Practice makes permanent. Repeat the same mistakes over and over and you don't get any closer." I love Sarah Kay, she is so unbelievably talented..
I just want to say that I love this soo much. I'm a twenty year old woman whose closest contact with poems were the obligatory literature lessons in high school and the ed sheeran songs I listen to. but when I heard this, I was immediately sold!
every time i listen to her poems i feel like she's telling a part of my story, and in a way i suppose she is, because we're all the same only a little difference or two here and there..in any case, this is beautiful work. (i wish i could tell her so myself, and go to one of her workshops but such is life and this will have to do.)
Its too cold i have no gloves to protect my hands, i listen to you from my phone i hold outside my blacket .. i cant cover my whole body for fear of suffocation which i know is not possible but anything else short of fully alive in this moment cant survive.
I love this poem so much that I performed it for my forensics class and in front of my whole art school. Also it's ironic since my name is Sarah Kate and I'm in an ldr
This is so relevant to my life in this second. Currently 3AM and I'm watching Sarah Kay's lips move because they make more sense than I could ever. And tomorrow is school ._.
this is really awesome, I've been trying out this style of poetry writing this last week, I have a open mic coming up, see how they go over. Nothing as good as Lady Kay is. But I wouldn't have tried it without listening to her stuff.
I feel like a lot of spoken word poets have the tendency to cram the ideas in their poetry down the audience's throat. Sarah Kay is an artist who offers her art to the audience, most of the time on a silver platter.
"Still now I send letters into space, hoping someday a mailman somewhere will track you down and recognize you from the descriptions I wrote... there is a girl who still writes you, she doesn't know how not to"
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"There is a girl who still writes you. She doesn't know how not to."
This is a good example of why poetry about people MUST be performed. You can read Shakespeare, and you can read Kay, but you cannot experience them until you witness the emotion, the human behaviors and expressions that give rise to words. Words do not fill your heart like they fill a page. Words fall out of our mouths, but they do not always speak to us. Kay knows how to speak to her audience, to cast a voice and give words lives of their own. I only discovered Sarah Kay by accident in my recommendations list Monday, and here on Thursday, I'm in love with the imagery her words call forth in my mind, a new vision of the world experienced only because she shared hers.
is it just me or like when she started to say "repeat the same mistakes over and over" at around 2:10, you expected her to say "repeat the same mistakes over and over again you'll stop calling them mistakes." I love seeing similarities in Phil and Sarah's works, their bond is evident even in their literature. Love their friendship :) so beautiful.
YES
Omg yes
You're refering to Phil's Repetition right?
She makes me want to go back to college, to start writing poetry again, to go to the gym, and to treat everyone I meet like their life is poetry and to record it in words filled with grace.
"...there is a girl who stills writes you, she doesn't know how not to"...........gets me everytime
"Practice does not make perfect. Practice makes permanent. Repeat the same mistakes over and over... you never get any closer... you still wind up with muddy knees".
Loved this.
I've listened to this one a few times, but i don't really get that line. Could you maybe explain it to me?
Hey! what i think she means is in her relationship they keep making the same mistakes and they seem to not be able to overcome them... so they "practice" (repeat again and again) but what they keep is making the same mistakes which have become a permanent aspect of their relationship ... thus, in this sense this type of "practice" doesn't make things better but it makes their relationship both painful and monotonous.. hope it makes sense to you xx
Yes, it does! :) Thank you, that is a beautiful interpretation! :)
thus, in this sense this type of "practice" doesn't make things better but it makes their relationship require that practice again and again such that they are so reliant on each other, so habitual of each other, so in love with each other, that any other practice other than the normal practice is hard for them to digest........hence, it makes their bond even more strong and not monotonous, painful?maybe..
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This is the way Sarah Kay publishes her work. theres no way to write down her performance. it feels like shes not just finding words that sound good together and then shaping them into a story, I think her story comes first, and thats what makes her such a great poet.
"Still now, I send letters into space hoping that some mailman somewhere will track you down and recognize you from the description in my poems. That he will place the stack of them in your hands and tell you, there is a girl that still writes to you… she doesn’t know how not to" #ouch
I wish this didn't describe my relationships. But it does. And it hurts. Beautifully said. I believe there are many who can connect to this and understand the pain of loving someone torn away from grasp by the distance of miles and miles. Whether it is a lover, a friend, sister, brother, mother, father... It is a sting that is humanly familiar, I believe.
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"It is hard to build a body out of words-
I have tried.
We have both tried."
Her voice is angelic and her words have true meaning. I really liked this one, but was a little distracted at the end by the little voice at the back of my mind, asking, "What happened to him??"
I don't think anything necessarily happened to him. They probably broke up, or decided not to be together. I think her poem "Private parts" is also about him.
The answer is given in the following parts of the poem, stating: 'You never get any closer...When we finally met on your couch, none of us with any words left to say...' but then 'there is a girl who still writes you, she doesn't know how not to...'
When you spend so much time on a distance, drown in countless messages every day, you think that you know the person on the other side of the line and that you are getting to know them deeply. In fact, you are just falling deeply in love with how they present themselves to you, and become addicted to your perception of them. And finally, after so many messages, when the two of you meet in person, there is nothing left to say. It is wierd to communicate in person, as suddenly the person next to you is just a stranger. It is not the same person, it seems, who typed the messages. And you are not the same person that typed the messages you sent either. We all communicate differently online than we do in person, especially when we deeply care for the person on the other side.
When the two of you meet, you are just two strangers, who cannot connect via the simple questions which you normally use to break the ice with someone you just met, as you know it all about the person already. Yet, you do not know THE person who is characterised by the information you have about them. 'You never get any closer...'
And often, that moment of having nothng left to say at the couch represents the revelation that distance was not keeping the two apart, but that it was keeping them together. But once you leave the couch and separate with the other person once again, you miss them, as you are addicted to the messages. You do not know how to stop. You still write, cause you don't know how not to. 'Practice does not make perfect...practice makes permanent...repeating the same mistakes over and over...'
Natasha S. that's not always true. I'm in the US, fell in love with a guy in Europe. We had been messaging every day for hours for over a year when I finally got the opportunity to meet him in Europe. We spent an amazing few days together not using our phones and just talking and hanging out with each other. It was amazing. The hardest part is the distance keeping us apart 😔
The tug of war analogy..perfect
Oh wow... I cried... She is magical... Beautiful. Amazing. Not enough words. i wish I could meet her, would be the happiest day of my life!
A few months ago I started listening to and watching spoken word poetry. Your poems are inspiring, the heart and soul devoted to each and every one are contagious. I very much love your work, thank you
I adore that last line. "there is a girl who still writes you, she doesn't know how not too." breathtaking
you made me fall in love with poetry, you are amazing :)!
Incorporated this into a speech I performed while in a long distance relationship, knowing damn well how true it was. If you’re gonna be in an LDR you need light at the end of the tunnel and meet up quickly. You run out of things to talk about and things become repetitive.
This has to be one of the prettiest poems I've heard. It seems gentke and polite and completely different from anyone elses without clashing. I like that about her and her poetry
Idk how many times I have watched Sarah performing this poem. Every time I get a different feeling. I have a long distance relationship and this poem hits different every time.
My favourites are also private parts, dreaming boy and Mrs. Ribeiro.
I love her so much. She preforms her poems like every word is magic
she always puts me to tears. such a brilliant woman
one of my absolute favourites by her
"there is a girl who still writes you, she doesn't know how not to" i love sarah so much.🌼
i just can't stop listening to you, sarah!! ♥ so genuine, so beautiful, so irresistible..
I dunno. I think that there are relationships that are not long distance that are far worse than long distance relationships because of lack of words. Words, or the lack thereof, reveal the soul. Words will caress our lovers far more effectively than our hands will.
You made my day Thank you
This is so beautiful.
Thank you Sarah Kay.
Ah this is so beautiful. It's so interesting seeing how far Sarah has come
Thanks so much for posting these. I've never been so happy listening to poetry. And I never dreamed I would be.
This is my favorite of all of Sarah Kay's poems. My favorite performance of hers, too.
i think i love this woman ... so inspiring
she is living on a high level of awareness
I love her way with words...
Her words tugs at our heart strings.
Great talent she has a way of getting you to remember and reflect back on your ordinary everyday thoughts what a wonderful gift. Thanks for sharing
One of her best. Gotta say one of my favorites too
Yes. her words are wonderful. She has an old soul. How else could she understand so much.
found a whole new love for this poem, wow another perfect piece by sarah
more! more! more! can't get enough of her!!!
Her voice I could listen to it foreveerrrrr
I listen to this in my sleep.
Ohmahgah this is one of my favourites. Forevah.
Sarah Kay, you are an inspiration. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
This just made me cry, so much.
i used to tthink i could never stop, now i found someone new to write to, and he writes back
i love this so much
in less than 3 minutes those words, amazing how she put it together.
She is so utterly amazing :D
sarah kay is amazing...
"Practice does not make perfect. Practice makes permanent. Repeat the same mistakes over and over and you don't get any closer."
I love Sarah Kay, she is so unbelievably talented..
I love Sara kay, she's so talented...
So beautiful!!
Is there a word for how amazing and perfect this is? There should be.
I love Sarah Kay!
SO amazing
this is still my favorite poem
Is it just me, or is her voice absolutely enchanting?
She gives me chills
she's the best i've ever heard
That word is anticipation haha. Gosh i love this ❤️
Beautiful.
Couldn't ask a better time spent on my break from my studies :D
Her poetry is beautiful
I just want to say that I love this soo much.
I'm a twenty year old woman whose closest contact with poems were the obligatory literature lessons in high school and the ed sheeran songs I listen to. but when I heard this, I was immediately sold!
Maaike van der Peijl There're plenty of her poems on RUclips, although to me, there won't be enough, she's just that good.
this means so much to me.
I Love Sarah....She is the most refreshingly beautiful poet...
Has she published her incredible words?
sooo coool ! einfach ein tolles vid. great vid!
every time i listen to her poems i feel like she's telling a part of my story, and in a way i suppose she is, because we're all the same only a little difference or two here and there..in any case, this is beautiful work.
(i wish i could tell her so myself, and go to one of her workshops but such is life and this will have to do.)
I kind of hope Phil's heard this poem.. Reminds me of his, "Repitition". I hope she can help him learn here...
There is a girl that still writes you.. she doesn't know how not to..
Favorite line hadns down.
Beautiful poem!
Its too cold i have no gloves to protect my hands, i listen to you from my phone i hold outside my blacket .. i cant cover my whole body for fear of suffocation which i know is not possible but anything else short of fully alive in this moment cant survive.
my favorite next to When Love Arrives
You know someone's going to be good when Taylor Mali introduces them.
As someone in a long distance relationship this is so damn beautiful and perfect and heartbreaking.
I love this poem so much that I performed it for my forensics class and in front of my whole art school. Also it's ironic since my name is Sarah Kate and I'm in an ldr
i can't wait to move to nyc. this is one of the main things i want to do is go to the bowery and see sarah kay perform. :D
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This is so relevant to my life in this second. Currently 3AM and I'm watching Sarah Kay's lips move because they make more sense than I could ever.
And tomorrow is school ._.
I really felt that.
I would wait for that girl to write me. Beauty.
0:24 that voice crack though
I laughed way too hard at this. I thought it was going to be a sexy voice crack, and then I heard this. oh my god 😂
This hit me hard.
and my sleep schedule poses no competition to the idea of staying up all night and listening to these.
"..flip in your stomach from the fall before you've even moved. Is there a word for that?"
WOW!
Brilliant.
what's wrong with the audience?? are they deaf or something?
They probably only recorded her mike.
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Amen! She is always my study break
I can just say wow
this is really awesome, I've been trying out this style of poetry writing this last week, I have a open mic coming up, see how they go over. Nothing as good as Lady Kay is. But I wouldn't have tried it without listening to her stuff.
Talor Mali + Sarah Kay? I can't, too much brilliance.
I love that gal💘
A man I've always looked up to once told me almost the same thing, *perfect* practice makes perfect.
perfect description of long distance love
This audience needs to be more enthused about this beautiful spoken word.
I feel like a lot of spoken word poets have the tendency to cram the ideas in their poetry down the audience's throat. Sarah Kay is an artist who offers her art to the audience, most of the time on a silver platter.
Wow.
wow.
its me im rite here im listening ... i still love you !
This is also about Long Distance love
"Still now I send letters into space, hoping someday a mailman somewhere will track you down and recognize you from the descriptions I wrote...
there is a girl who still writes you, she doesn't know how not to"