Yeah, that's right, I'm posting a poem, and you'll like it, or else.
"Introduction to Poetry"
by Billy Collins
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 wall for a light switch.
I want them to water-ski
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 a rope
and torture a confession out of it.
They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.
6 Comments:
Hey Tyler, it's Alison. I've been creepily stalking your blog for a while now. I just have to say I LOVE Billy Collins. I have like five of his books. Well, maybe not five, but I re-read the ones I do have all the time. This is one of my favorites, read by the author...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wrEPJh14mcU
Thanks, Alison. The combination of his words, voice, and the animation is pretty solid. I will have to hunt down some more of this Collins fellow.
I dare you to walk downstairs and say, 'We-just-dropped-in-to-call-on-Miss-Champe'! he bextra said.. The boys grew red from the tips of their ears, and as far as any one could see under their wilting collars. oxycodone. [8] The two halves of ultram the scrotum...
The above comment is staggeringly brilliant. Tyler, this is exactly why you must never activate a spam filter on this blog.
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Challenge accepted.
From this day forth tyler shall be known as "ultram the scrotum"
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