O, tell me what you mean by hist'ry
Your poor and tired? Nay - duke and dame
O, show me how your best minds' myst'ry
lies in their penchant for quoting the tame
(Ask a question for centuries;
demean its relevancy)
Find meaning in your unique structure-
Cloister your difference from all else
Find delusion, declare it rupture-
Thus hides the beauty of the Self
(Science dilutes potential
and calls it "elemental")
Monday, December 7, 2009
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I keep trying to leave a comment, but what I really want is for you to tell me more about this (if you don't mind). =)
ReplyDeletewell, i wrote it while feeling really disillusioned by a lot of aspects of college. in particular, i guess, it's aimed at philosophers and scientists. as a female, i kind of hate on those guys a lot. don't get me wrong, i like philosophy and science, but i don't like how narrow their perspective has been throughout the ages. the second part is about how a lot of history's key figures (easy example, freud) often ignore other people's perspectives and as a result put ideas into human minds that came from a place lacking balance and empathy. and then everyone loses the true meaning of "selfishness" and represses their beautiful nature to conform to those less healthy ideas that become social norms.... sorry i'm kind of bad at talking about my writing since i don't share it very often. hopefully some of that made sense.
ReplyDeleteTotally, thanks for telling me about it. The poem definitely communicates that idea. I hate men too. And science. And philosophy.
ReplyDeleteYou're not bad at talking about your writing!
Anyways-that is one of the reasons I wanted to create this blog, so that we can get a chance to talk about our writing with one another and ask questions and stuff. =)
Just kidding about hating men and science and philosophy
ReplyDeletei don't hate them either! haha. sometimes they just piss me off and prompt me to write bitter poetry.
ReplyDeletealso, i'm really excited that you created this blog. thank you so much.