To me you may ask:
Why?
Why pie?
Why do you sigh
when you taste the sweetness of pie
and I may reply
Why?
Why oh, why?
Sincerly, I sigh
And ask myself why?
Why on earth are you still talking?!
I'm trying to eat me pie!!!
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
The Secret
Two girls discover
the secret of life
in a sudden line of
poetry.
I who don't know the
secret wrote
the line. They
told me
(through a third person)
they had found it
but not what it was
not even
what line it was. No doubt
by now, more than a week
later, they have forgotten
the secret,
the line, the name of
the poem. I love them
for finding what
I can't find,
and for loving me
for the line I wrote,
and for forgetting it
so that
a thousand times, till death
finds them, they may
discover it again, in other
lines
in other
happenings. And for
wanting to know it,
for
assuming there is
such a secret, yes,
for that
most of all.
I love this poem a lot. It really made me think of the innocence of childhood and how people can always find a meaning that others don't in some things. First, innocence of children seems to amaze adults which in turn amazes me because it seems like they find the secret to life in a simple line of poetry but we can't find the secret anywhere. It amazes me because I think that if adults looked simply at the little things in life like children do then they could find the secret, but I suppose when you grow up you lose that and that is why people cherish the innocence of children so much. Second, I remember the first day of English this year and we read a poem about not beating the meaning out of poems because everyone is different and everyone interprets things in a different manner and in this poem I think it was a surprise to the author because as quickly as these girls had found meaning where she couldn't, they forgot and moved on to the next secret of life. I always feel a little biased when i listen to people talk in class about what they thought of a poem because I didn't think that at all, but then I remember that everyone has their own background and knowledge and everyone gets their own opinion. I liked the way this poem was written. Short and to the point, but still meaningful and filled with emotions of the author. Overall, a great poem. Probably one of my favorites so far.
the secret of life
in a sudden line of
poetry.
I who don't know the
secret wrote
the line. They
told me
(through a third person)
they had found it
but not what it was
not even
what line it was. No doubt
by now, more than a week
later, they have forgotten
the secret,
the line, the name of
the poem. I love them
for finding what
I can't find,
and for loving me
for the line I wrote,
and for forgetting it
so that
a thousand times, till death
finds them, they may
discover it again, in other
lines
in other
happenings. And for
wanting to know it,
for
assuming there is
such a secret, yes,
for that
most of all.
I love this poem a lot. It really made me think of the innocence of childhood and how people can always find a meaning that others don't in some things. First, innocence of children seems to amaze adults which in turn amazes me because it seems like they find the secret to life in a simple line of poetry but we can't find the secret anywhere. It amazes me because I think that if adults looked simply at the little things in life like children do then they could find the secret, but I suppose when you grow up you lose that and that is why people cherish the innocence of children so much. Second, I remember the first day of English this year and we read a poem about not beating the meaning out of poems because everyone is different and everyone interprets things in a different manner and in this poem I think it was a surprise to the author because as quickly as these girls had found meaning where she couldn't, they forgot and moved on to the next secret of life. I always feel a little biased when i listen to people talk in class about what they thought of a poem because I didn't think that at all, but then I remember that everyone has their own background and knowledge and everyone gets their own opinion. I liked the way this poem was written. Short and to the point, but still meaningful and filled with emotions of the author. Overall, a great poem. Probably one of my favorites so far.
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