Poem for the Solstice

Total Posts:  70
Joined  21-12-2004
23 December 2004 13:41

Here's a poem that comments on the consternation some feel as they are cornered by epistemic terrorists demanding that language work the way they require it.  "Why can't the world be the way I want it," they whine. 

Thankfully, very few texts operate as stereo-instructions—this is a message that must get out to the public before we kill each other with our inerrant texts.  The following poem is a tribute to and a reminder of the freedom that language promises.

Merry Solstice

Billy Collins, Introduction to Poetry,

I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide

or press an ear against its hive.

I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out,

or walk inside the poem's room
and feel the walls for a light switch.

I want them to waterski
across the surface of a poem
waving at the author's name on the shore.

But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.

They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.

Total Posts:  14595
Joined  24-12-2004
24 December 2004 03:45

On another solstice note—re: the annual “Christmas Jihad Suite” that seems to be particularly shrill this year:

Does Christmas Need to Be Saved?
Now you guys went and upset Virginia
Merry Holiday/Culture wars at Christmas
Yule tidings of a culture war

And my personal favorite of this season’s “the Emperor has no clothes” editorials (not that this is supposed to be comprehensive or anything):
The True Spirit of Xmas: How 4/5 of the country became an oppressed minority