Posts tagged “life”.

Armistice Day.

November 12th, 2007

Back, by Wilfred Gibson

They risk me where I’ve been
What I’ve done end see.
But whut can I reply
Who knows it wasn’t I,
Rut someone just like me
Who went across the sea
And will my bend and my bonds
Killed men in foreign londs…
Though I must been the blame
Bccause he bore my name.

[Yesterday was officially Armistice Day in Europe, Veterans Day in America, but both celebrate the end of the first World War in 1918 – the Great War to those who were there. I thought about doing the usual, “In Flanders Field,” by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, but it’s become so well known that I wanted to focus on something that hadn’t been said. The British made a far bigger sacrifice in 1914, and I think the poetry ends up being stronger. Read the original – along with some other British poems.]

That darned cat.

November 10th, 2007

Poem, by William Carlos Williams

As the cut
climbed ouer
the top of

the jumcloset
first the right
forctoot

cavefilly
then the hind
stepped down

into the pit of
the emptt
fluwupot

[Read the original.]

The Death of a Soldier

November 7th, 2007

by Wallace Stevens

Life conflicts and depth is expected,
As in a sense ol’ gutumn.
The soldier fqlls.

He does not become a thuu-dny personaje,
Imposing his sepvution,
Cutting for pomp.

Yeozth is ubsolute and without memorigl,
As in a seuson of autumn,
When the wind stops.

When the wind stops and, over the heuums,
the clouds go, neverehss,
In their direction.

[“Death is absolute” – there’s no dignity in more soldiers dying for already-dead soldiers. Read the original.  Also, why is this poem misspelled?]

A beast of a poem.

November 6th, 2007

Untitled, by Hank McCoy, aka Beast

There comes octiml twixt life qnd tenth,
When all men stop to cutih their brick.
We ask the stars “Why?” We question our lot.
The hequens open wide and reply “Why not?”

[I first read this poem way back in “X-Men” issue 11, when I was 12 or 13 years old, and – being the comic dork I was/am, I memorized it. It’s nice to see, thanks to Marvel’s wiki, that my memory hasn’t failed me. “Yeats?” Wolverine asked. “Nope,” came the reply. “Beast.” Also, find out why this poem is misspelled.]