Like a Rolling Nobel Prize

This blog is about poetry. But, as we have stated before in many occasions, poetry must not be the classic sonnet in Alexandrine verse, or a fifteen century romance. We agree that lyrics or haikus are as well a form of poetry. For that reason, songwriters are in a way like poets. And, the singer, composer and songwriter that we are going to see today is definetly one of them. His name is Robert Alllen Zimmerman. ¿Don’t you know him? Oh well, you can also call him Bob Dylan.

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The reason why I’m writing about him is that he has won the Nobel Prize in Literature this year “for having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition.” There has been some controversy about him winning this prestigious award. Some people state that the Academy could have been impressed by a few lines of Dylan’s composition, but giving him the prize was excessive. In general, the public opinion and critics argue that, even that Dylan deserves recognition, the Nobel Prize seems going too far. However, some authorities defend him. The poet Billy Collins, for example, supports that Dylan is not only a songwriter, but also a poet, saying that his lyrics could also be interesting without music. Even the president of the US, Barak Obama:

Beyond the controversy, I wanted to point out the outstanding writing of this songwriter. Come on, tell me that this is not poetry:

BLOWING IN THE WIND

How many roads must a man walk down, before they call him a man
how many seas must a white dove sail, before she sleeps in the sand
how many times must the cannonballs fly, before they are forever banned
the answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
the answer is blowing in the wind.
How many years must a mountain exist, before it is washed to the sea
how many years can some people exist, before they’re allowed to be free
how many times can a man turn his head, and pretend that he just doesn’t see
the answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
the answer is blowing in the wind.
How many times must a man look up, before he can see the sky
How many years must one man have, before he can hear people cry
how many deaths will it take till he knows, that too many people have died
the answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
the answer is blowing in the wind.

Sources: Wikipedia, ElPlural, The Nobel Prize website, This Day Live, Música.com and Metro Lyrics

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