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02 March 2010 @ 06:49 pm
 
There is apparently a poetry meme going around like live-fire. I will add to this. As this is me posting, the poem will probably contain more humour than anything else.

Appeal to the Grammarians

We, the naturally hopeful,
Need a simple sign
For the myriad ways we're capsized.
We who love precise language
Need a finer way to convey
Disappointment and perplexity.
For speechlessness and all its inflections,
For up-ended expectations,
For every time we're ambushed
By trivial or stupefying irony,
For pure incredulity, we need
The inverted exclamation point.
For the dropped smile, the limp handshake,
For whoever has just unwrapped a dumb gift
Or taken the first sip of a flat beer,
Or felt love or pond ice
Give way underfoot, we deserve it.
We need it for the air pocket, the scratch shot,
The child whose ball doesn't bounce back,
The flat tire at journey's outset,
The odyssey that ends up in Weehawken.
But mainly because I need it—here and now
As I sit outside the Caffe Reggio
Staring at my espresso and cannoli
After this middle-aged couple
Came strolling by and he suddenly
Veered and sneezed all over my table
And she said to him, "See, that's why
I don't like to eat outside."

Paul Violi
Overnight


My inverted exclamation point? Buying a new $340 harddrive over break and watching my laptop go RIP (resting in pieces) within a month.


Since I seem to be on show and tell, I will tell about my latest video and then show it. (Tell and show.) Wrote the song as a parody about coffee for a contest ages ago but never got around to picking music for it and recording it. Recorded the music during February Album Writing Month while I was ill. Finally made a (choppy) video for it today while on campus. Here we go! (I sound super American, given I was going for the Bring It On effect.)

Also replace every "boiling" with "steaming." A coffee enthusiast reminded me of this simple fact. (I forgive myself because I don't actually like coffee, and certainly detest making it.)

 
 
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therealsnapetherealsnape on March 2nd, 2010 07:00 pm (UTC)
First, I absolutely loved this poem – goes straight to the bookmarks (labelled ‘Poetry meme – what a collection I made, today!)
Loved everything, but especially:
Or felt love or pond ice
Give way underfoot,

Brilliant juxtaposition!
The odyssey that ends up in Weehawken. Without having heard of that place, I can see why one would need the inverted exclamation mark.
"See, that's why
I don't like to eat outside."
I love that middle-aged woman.
Speaking of which, so are some on your flist, my dear. I had to copy your poem into word and set the point size to 10. You may not realize this, but at some point in your life (twenty to twenty-five years from now) you’ll find yourself reading a book, and suddenly you ask yourself a fundamental existentialist question that was never a part of your universe before, i.e. “Would it make reading easier if I were to hold this book a bit further away?” And then warning: this is a dark tale you may find that the answer is “Yes, that does help.” On that day, you may apply for official membership of the Middle Aged Club. Even if we have to type our comments in a suitable Word point size, we still have a lot of fun, be reassured. The best is yet to come. I’m told there are very fetching reading glasses. (So far, my arms are adequate.)
Kiwi Crocuscranky__crocus on March 5th, 2010 11:20 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you loved the poem! Great big smiles. Those were some of my favourite lines, as well. Glad you picked them out!

Ah, I apologise for any reading difficulties! Was it too large or too small? I'm afraid I didn't catch that. Do you read your flist entries in your layout or the friend's? I didn't actually do anything at all for the entry, or for any of my entries... although I did change my layout after you left this comment. :) I'm not sure it's actually an improvement, though!

If holding the book further away does indeed entail the font being smaller as I guessed, I'm afraid there's not much I can do! Although I will inevitably be joining that club - I am actually looking forward to it, although I will certainly enjoy the time in-between as well. :)

(And I've always wanted glasses. It's another of my peculiarities.)

Do let me know if there's anything I can do to help with the font problems!
therealsnapetherealsnape on March 6th, 2010 08:11 am (UTC)
Ah, this is brilliant. The letters were very small, and also pale against a pale background.

If holding the book further away does indeed entail the font being smaller as I guessed, No, that's to do with focussing properly.

Although I will inevitably be joining that club - I am actually looking forward to it, although I will certainly enjoy the time in-between as well. :)
You'll have a great time in between, I'm sure. And I like to think that twentyfive years from now, book in outstretched arms, you'll suddenly think of me again - 'that's what she meant!'
Kiwi Crocuscranky__crocus on March 6th, 2010 03:37 pm (UTC)
I'm glad my livejournal is more readable now!

No, that's to do with focussing properly. Ahhh, gotchya! I had always wondered why my grandmother and mother used to do that. I have so much to learn! :)

Laughter, I will certainly think of you. And once I finally have the book in that perfect place, I'm sure I will suddenly have the urge to do my ironing, provided I have learned to do it properly (at all) by then.