The Nerve Meter: Antonin Artaud
I really enjoyed reading the Nerve meter. The poem itself was very chaotic, in terms of language. Despite it being a fairly dark poem, the language used to create this imagery was very poetic, and both beautiful and sophisticated. From what I can gather, this poem deals with (lack of) sanity and intelligence. What I like about this poem is that it deals with both a general and personal problem. Generally, topics like this apply to everyone, but is completely unique for every single person, making it personal. The fact that it is written in first person, both supports this and makes it feel as though he has written this in a diary, giving us the illusion that we are invading his privacy. I like this because even though Artaud portrays that he finds it hard to communicate his thoughts to the open world, the structure of how this play was written achieves the objective, because we get to see what he is really thinking, not only invading his comfort zone, but when he goes on to describe the difficulty of putting his thoughts to words, we understand him, because we have seen his true thoughts, and there is no mask and the poem is made up of raw thoughts.
The structure of the poem is just as complex as the language. When Artaud comes to describe the darkness in his emotions that reside in his mind, he write in long sentences and using endless clauses, as if to say his emotions are endless and there is much to say. However, when he starts to talk of either how others perceive that or when these thoughts are attempted to be put out in the open, he writes little than a few words, implying that despite the infinite thoughts that run through his mind, they come out as nothing, compared to what is actually stored within. This is really effective, because in contrast to knowing the (almost) full extent of his mind, we then witness, in contrast to this, how the outside world perceive his thoughts. To us, it seems like a disappointment because of the sudden change in both length and language, but this allows us to see both his true emotions and the "fourth wall" between his mind and reality.
I also adore the penultimate paragraph, simply because of the contradiction within his thoughts. During this stanza, he goes on to describe how sometimes, only a "single word" is needed, yet it takes a whole paragraph to establish this. The reason why I find this effective is because there are so many reasons for needing so, yet only a simple word is needed for these infinite purposes. This fascinates me because it allows the reader to explore the depths of the mind. It is also effective because Artaud himself believes that within drama, words should not be the focus, but the actor himself, and this stanza allows us to see that, but only because he goes back on his words, to we pay attention to his theory.
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