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You're confused the way so many people are, who don't understand the perspective of God. You keep thinking that death is the most terrible thing that can happen to a person, but to God, death just means you're coming home a few moments ahead of schedule. To God, the dreadful outcome of a human life is when that person embraces sin and rejects the joy that God offers. So of all the millions who might die in a war, each individual life is tragic only if it ends in sin.
-Sister Carlotta, Shadow of the Hegemon by Orson Scott Card
Poetism Commentary: “my pathetic attempt”
The poem in question: my pathetic attempt
Originally titled, “my pathetic attempt to tell you how much,” This is one of those silly poems that you write for a girl. You know that kind? Yeah.
The poem is dated 11/3/97, but I’m pretty sure the original pre-dates that by a few months. I do have the original text, which I’ll post below.
The girl I was dating at the time (the second one from A Lesson To Be Learned) used to tell me that I had a way with words, and I would joke, “Yeah, maybe sideways,” and thus the first stanza.
The first part of third stanza is an obvious homage to (read: blatant ripoff of?) “Closer to Free” by the BoDeans.
Ultimately, this is just a sappy love poem that I’m sure I meant with all my heart when I wrote it. After breaking up with this girl I made a resolution that I wouldn’t write any more stupid love poems for girls. Of course I broke it with the next girl that dated.
The original, even more sappy, version is reprinted below. It has a few extra lines, and a few changed lines. I like the “official” version better.
Actually, reading over the two versions again, the differences in the third and fourth stanzas change the tone of the poem. Interesting.