Poetry

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=36EJAeJ2vG4

This is most certainly one of my most favorite poems dealing with the power of a relationship. When thinking what this man thinks, hearing his voice and learning from his gestures you can see how deeply a relationship can be. Of course there are more uplifting poems but looking back on your own shortcomings I am sure you will agree that the pain touches much more deep then the short-lived happy times in between.

Long shall I rue thee unhappy times, long shall I rue.

Let me know if this impacts you in the slightest.

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Unto Us by Spike Milligan.

Somewhere at some time
They committed themselves to me
And so, I was!
Small, but I WAS!
Tiny, in shape
Lusting to live
I hung in my pulsing cave.
Soon they knew of me
My mother —my father.
I had no say in my being
I lived on trust
And love
Tho' I couldn't think
Each part of me was saying
A silent 'Wait for me
I will bring you love!'
I was taken
Blind, naked, defenseless
By the hand of one
Whose good name
Was graven on a brass plate
in Wimpole Street,
and dropped on the sterile floor
of a foot operated plastic waste
bucket.
There was no Queens Counsel
To take my brief.
The cot I might have warmed
Stood in Harrod's shop window.
When my passing was told
My father smiled.
No grief filled my empty space.
My death was celebrated
With tickets to see Danny la Rue
Who was pretending to be a woman
Like my mother was.

I could never write a piece that captivates the imagination and describes an experience with such vivid detail as the poem ascribed above but I love to look through others eyes as they make observations that touch the soul. As far as I am concerned the moments leading up to the birth of a child may be the most difficult in ones life. They are certainly very complicated due to the issues connected to such a process. I am extremely interested to find out what others think of this and other descriptive poems that bring to light the feelings of both a newly progressing child or a mothers feeling connected to the birthing process.

With the complicated undertones and the overlaying complexity of the content one may very well just give up before one even begins to analyze the context in one of my favorites by Cummings. My assumptions put emphasis on the word deafanddumb in the middle the title and the last line, which has very little if any meaning as far as I can tell about the statements made in the poem itself.

Cummings

"next to of course god america i
love you land of the pilgrims' and so forth oh
say can you see by the dawn's early my
country 'tis of centuries come and go
and are no more what of it we should worry
in every language even deafanddumb
thy sons acclaim your glorious name by gorry
by jingo by gee by gosh by gum
why talk of beauty what could be more beaut-
iful than these heroic happy dead
who rushed like lions to the roaring slaughter
they did not stop to think they died instead
then shall the voice of liberty be mute?"
He spoke. And drank rapidly a glass of water

What do you think of the poem and the ideas prescribed therein?