So... right now I would like to be stargazing, but a bunch of my friends don't like the cold, and the one who doesn't mind already has plans, my cousin's in Cape Cod, and my college friends are out of state... instead I'm working on my English paper.
Now, just throwing that out there, poetry seems to be imaginary... its all lofty metaphors and scansion (which just sounds like a snooty word to begin with) and it all has a hidden meaning that only professors can manage to pick out, and even then it sounds like they're making it up. Whatever happened to poems that worked just because they sounded nice and had a pretty straight up meaning? Since when did a poem about letters with a nice hummingbird metaphor stand for someone's hidden sexual desires? Why can't a rose just be a rose?!
Seeing as apparently that entire poem that I read as a nice hummingbird metaphor is actually about sex I feel a bit scandalized... and now I need to figure out how the hell I'm going to write a paper on that... to pass in to my English professor who apparently LOVES Dickinson...
This is fun...
All I want to do is look at some stars before I go back to college where it's too bright to see them all...
Stars looking at a planet, watching entropy and pain, and maybe start to wonder how the chaos in our lives could pass as sane. I've been thinking 'bout everyone, everyone you look so empty. But when I look at the stars, when I look at the stars, when I look at the stars I see someone else. When I look at the stars, the stars, I feel like myself. - Switchfoot
~Jessie
Edit: An hour later and I'm still at a loss as to what to do about this poem... Do I just pretend I never found out that this poem is about Dickinson's secret desires? Or do I try and find a way to tactfully include this in my paper? I still think its a stretch...
For reference's sake, here's the poem:
"All the letters I can write
Are not as fair as this -
Syllables of Velvet -
Sentences of Plush, -
Depths of Ruby, undrained,
Hid, Lip, for Thee -
Play it were a Humming Bird -
And just sipped - me -"
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