Thursday, August 27, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
The Unspoken Word
Going through my old Word documents yesterday I found this piece, written when I was a Freshman in Highschool.
The Unspoken Word
In the play Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare, one theme that is prominent is Juliet’s parents’ desire to have Juliet married, and the lack of communication between them. The Capulets were so fast to marry Juliet to Paris, that they did not consider Juliet’s opinion on the matter. This caused many problems, and eventually led to the tragic ending, which might have been avoided.
In Act 1, Scene 3, Lady Capulet tries to persuade Juliet to marry Paris. Juliet is not impressed and says, “I will look to like, if looking liking move.” Juliet obviously not interested in Paris, but her mother persists in persuading her to marry him. This type of persuasion is still around today in other forms.
In Act 3, Scene 4, Juliet’s father tells Paris that Juliet will marry him. He does this without Juliet’s consent. This shows a lack of communication between parent and child. This also shows that Capulet is so anxious to see his daughter married that he doesn’t even bother to talk to her about it. If he had not been so eager to marry her, and communicated with her better, many problems could have been avoided.
In Act 3, Scene 5, Capulet announces that Juliet will marry Paris. This announcement alone shows that Capulet has not put much thought, if any, into Juliet’s opinion. It also puts a great pressure on Juliet to marry Paris. This might have never happened if Juliet had communicated with her father better, and had told him about her relationship with Romeo. It also could have been avoided if the Capulets had not been so eager to marry Juliet.
As one can see, Juliet’s parents tried many times to convince Juliet to marry Paris. What they did not know is that Juliet was already married to Romeo. Maybe if Juliet had communicated her relationship with Romeo to her parents, her and Romeo’s tragic death could have been avoided. It could probably also have been avoided if Juliet’s parents had not had such a great desire to marry Juliet. These themes show us how communication is the key to clarity, and without it things may turn out disastrous.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Bull story
Boy got up leaving bull to the cobblestones. The beast reclined, not held up any longer, a faint guffaw issuing from his nostrils. His skin was black and very sleek, and in some places especially black where blood wet the hide. "I must go back," said the boy to the she-wolf, and without looking down at the bull headed on his way, out the nearest corner of the park.
Fox sat for a moment on the cobblestones where small maroon rivers, hot and sticky, flowed between the cracks. Fox was not sentimental, but she did like a good licking every now and then. She brushed her white bushy mane against the ailing side of bull. Her hairs glistened and stuck together with bull's blood. She would carry herself home to her younglings who, cleaning her off, would have their evening meal.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Meditation
of breath in stomach and
the hole of my head arching
all the way there open
and forgiving the momentary
imposition of thought continuing
to the smile the tear
the heartbeat lessens
I will grow older with
or without you and you
are a bit of me and
sinking on my stool or
pillow reading a poem
I think of art as a
clear place that the
mind rejuvinates
And I am still
here where the ripple
of attention lets itself
into the movement of that
stillness and pacing the
space between the emergence
of all things and the love
I faulter with therein
Monday, August 10, 2009
Subtitle
but will I? who is
it that is going to go
there? is it "you"? well,
you see you're no longer
here so often, instead I
just keep bringing everything
in but for what? questions
are like anthills, going into
them is very dark but I
imagine there's food there
Pigeons cover lawns and the
picnic table covered in notes
and my heart is warm and
hollow like a sore so why
not take it along admittedly
anything determinate sounds
awful as long as I'm
scampering around avoiding duals
of temperament what I'd like
is to keep going out onto the
little peninsula I found on
the wing and see it
continues as an archipelago
and I can swim! quite
rapidly
In junior high school I
was a bit of a track star
but didn't continue when
my talent became relative
I didn't really like it and
here I am writing these poems
they're nothing special the world
is full of them and waiting for
more though anywhere we put
it it speaks
Ah, a calm. the pigeons
flutter and flags stand limp
and the sun is hard before
setting, warming
I can go anywhere with you