Posts Tagged ‘dftba’

So I thought about posting something witty, but then decided against primarily because I couldn’t think of anything particularly witty to post (It’s raining heavily where I am, and the noise is kind of distracting).

Then I thought about posting another poem, but I honestly feel like my metaphorical creative well has run dry. And I didn’t want to post anything philosophical or meaningful ‘cuz I don’t want to bring other people down and bring myself down even more. I also realized that I need to be studying for a Calculus exam because I have failed my first two and if I don’t pass the next two, one of which is tomorrow, it’s very likely that my GPA will then be so low that I may be denied any subsidiary loan for this semester.

And that got me thinking about the meaning of life and our going-nowhere political situation in the U.S. and blah blah blah.

So in the end I just decided to go watch Vlogbrothers. They’re two intelligent people, and they can talk about issues much more intelligently than I can, plus their presentation of intelligent material is not informative, it’s entertaining!

And while listening to John talk about the various books he’s written and published I thought: How does he DO IT!?!?!? And then I remembered that John is man with a considerable amount of time on his hands because he’s not in school.

Nonetheless, I did find that this was enough to lighten my mood and instill a new sense of determination in me.

I have always been fascinated with the world of prose, and while I do enjoy the faster medium of poetry, I have always wanted to have an actual story published. In fact, I came to a decision not too long ago that I was going to finish a short story by next summer’s end. And with that I march onward, pen and computer both at the ready, gathering courage to face tomorrows math test, and the many obstacles that will most assuredly follow it!

I hope that this somewhat unintelligible blathering has instilled a new sense of hope in anyone else who is in a bit of a drag. I also hope that you got at least a small smile or laugh out of it 🙂

Until next time, dftba and stay tuned.

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I heard a Fly buzz – when I died –
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air –
Between the Heaves of Storm –

The Eyes around – had wrung them dry –
And Breaths were gathering firm
For that last Onset – when the King
Be witnessed – in the Room –

I willed my Keepsakes – Signed away
What portion of me be
Assignable – and then it was
There interposed a Fly –

With Blue – uncertain – stumbling Buzz –
Between the light – and me –
And then the Windows failed – and then
I could not see to see –

I don’t know why exactly I decided to post this, maybe it’s because I recently re-watched John Green’s intro to, exploration of, and analysis of Dickinson on his Crash Course segment on YouTube, and I thought this poem was particularly interesting.

So, I posted it here for all you poetic people to take a look at and observe all the various and masterful techniques which Emily Dickinson applies.

Modernist, though she may not be, her use of language is extraordinarily well-crafted and I regret not having read more of her writing. So I took it upon myself to right this mistake by not only recently acquiring a collection of her poems, but also by posting this here.