I vote for liveandlearn4 for best blog of the semester. I really like their poem selection and felt it was a fun page to visit. The poems were fun to read and delt with matters that I liked.
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Poetry in a Can
“Sleeping Beauty” by A Perfect Circle
delusional I believed I could cure it all for you dear
coax or trick or drive or drag the demons from you
make it right for you sleeping beauty
truly thought I could magically heal you
far beyond a visible sign of your awakening
failing miserably to rescue sleeping beauty
drunk on ego truly thought I could make it right
if I kissed you one more time to help you face the nightmare
but you’re far too poisoned for me
such a fool to think that I could wake you from your slumber
that I could actually heal you
sleeping beauty poisoned and hopeless
far beyond a visible sign of your awakening
failing miserably to find a way to comfort you
far beyond a visible sign of you awakening
and hiding from some poisoned memory
poisoned and hopeless sleeping beauty
This is probably one of my favorite songs. I love the lyrics in it. I really think the lyrics are very sad yet I‘m so drawn to the passion when it is sung. When looked at in a poem point of view, I feel like the theme is giving up and being disappointed. The first line demonstrates this disappointment, the speaker describes himself or the thought he could help as being delusional. I love how he says he was “drunk on ego, truly thought I could make it right.“ In this line the speaker puts himself on this pedestal, almost as if he knows he is the prince that can awake sleeping beauty. However he is not. The song in literal terms is the reality of being unable to wake sleeping beauty. In a deeper meaning it is about a lover being unable to cure the flaws in his love, sleeping beauty. The saddest part of this song is the last line. The speaker says “poisoned and hopeless sleeping beauty” I feel like it is a realization of time to give up.
I think that this poem can relate to anyone who has tried to save someone from their lover’s flaws or demons. Especially when it is visible that their love is struggling with some inner problems. I think this song is so seep and uncommon from other topics. I feel like the band A Perfect Circle has done it again with an original song with deeper meanings than most bands out there.
‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
the frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the maxome foe he sought-
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood a while in thought.
As in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came.
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack.
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
“Has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Calloh! Callay!
He chortled in his joy.
‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
I chose this poem because I have always loved it. I used to love “Alice in Wonderland” and “Through the Looking Glass“. The poem is from “Through the Looking Glass.” This particular poem reminds me of childhood and being afraid of something. Growing up every child is afraid of the monster in the closet or under the bed and I think the poet creates something more elaborate and much more frightening.
In this case Carroll makes up a name for this monster, Jabberwocky. This creature becomes a thing to fear by all and eventually becomes slain. Although the pot explains how the creature looks, the words are unknown. I tried looking up these words and could not find them. However I still got a vivid image of the monster. I love the imagination of the poet and I think the words he chooses are made up by him. The poet also makes up a world that the creature and the slayer live in. For example he says “So rested he by the Tumtum tree.” Clearly there is no such thing as a tumtum tree but it makes u visualize a tree unknown to this world. I think this poem makes you think and makes the reader become the artist and visualize their own images to this poem.
