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K. Morris's Blog, page 636
November 12, 2016
Will poetry make you any smarter or wiser?
I am not sure that poetry makes a person any smarter or wiser. Poetry is, in the final analysis it’s own point. We take from a poem what resonates with us. We share the joys, sorrows, anger etc of the poet or, on occasions disagree with the poem’s message (always assuming of course that it has one and, if it does that we have understood it correctly). Ultimately poetry matters in and of itself. Kevin
Few nights ago, almost after 20 years I watched “Dead poets society” movie again. Having p...
Its Raining
Its raining out there.
I swear
That I will go out later,
But, seeing an alligator
I shall continue to reside
Safely Inside!
Perhaps I am in denial
And it is a crocodile
That lurks below.
Maybe I should my resolution harden
And go out into my garden
With my dog
And admit that that fearsome creature is, in fact a log …!
I maintain
That despite the rain
Crocodile and alligator
That I will go
Below
But let it be later …!
November 11, 2016
There Was A Young Man Called Baccus
There was a young man called Baccus
Who caused a bit of a fraccus
By getting drunk one day
And leading his colleagues astray.
Our employer he threatened to sackus!
Five Fascinating Facts about Ovid
I am awaiting the delivery in braille of Ovid’s Metamorphosis. RNIB now offers a braille on demand service which is, I guess the way in which the world is going.
Interesting facts about a classic Roman poet
1. Ovid wrote a tragedy about Medea, but it has not survived. This is particularly galling since the Roman rhetorician Quintilian thought this among Ovid’s finest work – and this is a poet who also gave us the fantastic (in more ways than one) catalogue of myths and...
Venus and Baccus
Venus wants new shoes
And knowing not which pair to choose
Turns to Baccus who, lost in wine
Thinks her divine
And, taking out his credit card,
(For he has no hard cash)
Does, in a moment rash
Buy the lot
For he has got
More money than sense.
No expense
Will he spare
To keep Venus fair
At his side,
Though in rare
Moments of sobriety, he feels a lack of pride in self
And turning to the shelf
Pours another drink
Until he does into forgetfulness once more sink.
Sobriety does hurt,
For it makes...
A Short Analysis of T. S. Eliot’s ‘What the Thunder Said’
A reading of the fifth section of The Waste Land
‘What the Thunder Said’ concludes The Waste Land, T. S. Eliot’s landmark 1922 work of modernist poetry. In many ways, this is the most difficult section of The Waste Land to analyse. Nevertheless, what follows is an attempt to sketch out one possible reading or analysis of ‘What the Thunder Said’ in terms of its meaning, language, and use of literary allusions. You can read ‘What the Thunder Said’ here.
In summary: thing...
November 10, 2016
Plain as a Pikestaff
I have lost myself in arms
Heedless of alarms
That warn of expensive charms.
I have smelt
The rose and felt
Its power,
Losing precious hour
In many a rented bower.
I have seen it all, plain as a pikestaff
And heard Nemesis’s mocking laugh.
Yet oft times a man learns too late
That he makes his own fate.
Chartwell: home of Sir Winston Churchill – another ‘jolly.’
They don’t make them like that anymore. Chartwell is a place I have long wished to visit. Kevin
Buying Chartwell for Churchill (c) Jane Risdon 2016
Chartwell from the rear (c)Jane Risdon 2016
(c) Jane Risdon 2016
Late September I was fortunate enough to visit Chartwell, home of Sir Winston Churchill.
‘Some day, some year, there will be old men and women whose pride it will be to say “I lived in Churchill’s time”.’ The Evening Standard on the day of Churchill’s funeral.
A...
I Think Of Ozymandias
Walking through these fallen leaves, I think of Ozymandias.
All things pass.
The rotten
Is soon forgotten
And all
Idols fall.
