sestina please
I've discovered that I, too, can have political ideas...
On that note, here's a first-draft sestina that I wrote:
TOWN HALL MEETING (Not Quite Black Jack)
My dear community members: please consider the family
tonight, as you look in your mirrors.
Don’t let it shock you, if your veins
look bluer than any you’ve ever witnessed,
or if you think someone has inscribed you with lines
from your knee-caps, up and across your shoulder blades.
Far worse might you otherwise appear–in the event of... a roller blade
accident, for example. They afflict thousands of families
each year. So, please, cease blaming your misshapenness on our simple lines.
You who complain that even your mirrors
shun you, know this. I spoke with witness after scarred witness
who, upon trying to bleed out their lines, incurred an even darker tone to their veins.
Therefore, those here who resort to comparing the lengths, colors and bulges of veins,
whose rumors about how many blades
it would take to slice through your thickest and avoid the city witnesses,
you contaminate our sense of what the true family
stands for. I’ve already spoken with your mirrors,
who after tonight will resume their responsibility of keeping you in line.
In light of my previous statement, all in-line
skates will be cast into the tributary veins
of our river as soon as the merchants meet with their mirrors
to discuss an efficient removal of all blades
from skates. We will recognize this event as the Day of the Reunification of the Family.
Everyone is urged to attend as a witness.
I suggest also, that you witness
to those neighbors of yours, who have tried erasing the lines
in front of their houses in order to justify both their negligence of the family
and their compulsive fascination with letting their veins
run dry. We may, eventually, have to take blades
to their mirrors.
Understand: our innocent mirrors
will undergo a swift, but deliberate mutilation–at the witness
of their owners–unless you prevent those neighbor blade-
hoarders from scrubbing–or even cutting–away at their lines.
The potentiality of a mirror massacre should explain our preventative actions: your veins,
after tonight, ought remind you of the importance of the family.
As you go, please remember to leave your blades
in the bins outside and to take quick note of the color of your veins
before you go home to find a changed reflection in your mirrors.
On that note, here's a first-draft sestina that I wrote:
TOWN HALL MEETING (Not Quite Black Jack)
My dear community members: please consider the family
tonight, as you look in your mirrors.
Don’t let it shock you, if your veins
look bluer than any you’ve ever witnessed,
or if you think someone has inscribed you with lines
from your knee-caps, up and across your shoulder blades.
Far worse might you otherwise appear–in the event of... a roller blade
accident, for example. They afflict thousands of families
each year. So, please, cease blaming your misshapenness on our simple lines.
You who complain that even your mirrors
shun you, know this. I spoke with witness after scarred witness
who, upon trying to bleed out their lines, incurred an even darker tone to their veins.
Therefore, those here who resort to comparing the lengths, colors and bulges of veins,
whose rumors about how many blades
it would take to slice through your thickest and avoid the city witnesses,
you contaminate our sense of what the true family
stands for. I’ve already spoken with your mirrors,
who after tonight will resume their responsibility of keeping you in line.
In light of my previous statement, all in-line
skates will be cast into the tributary veins
of our river as soon as the merchants meet with their mirrors
to discuss an efficient removal of all blades
from skates. We will recognize this event as the Day of the Reunification of the Family.
Everyone is urged to attend as a witness.
I suggest also, that you witness
to those neighbors of yours, who have tried erasing the lines
in front of their houses in order to justify both their negligence of the family
and their compulsive fascination with letting their veins
run dry. We may, eventually, have to take blades
to their mirrors.
Understand: our innocent mirrors
will undergo a swift, but deliberate mutilation–at the witness
of their owners–unless you prevent those neighbor blade-
hoarders from scrubbing–or even cutting–away at their lines.
The potentiality of a mirror massacre should explain our preventative actions: your veins,
after tonight, ought remind you of the importance of the family.
As you go, please remember to leave your blades
in the bins outside and to take quick note of the color of your veins
before you go home to find a changed reflection in your mirrors.

4 Comments:
this is very clever. i especially liked in the first part,
Don’t let it shock you, if your veins
look bluer than any you’ve ever witnessed,
...lol
hey you left a couple things at my house. a book w/your initials on it and friedrich nietzsche 'of the genealogy of morals' - i'll bring them to church ;)
By
strunny, At
6:10 AM
unless i'm around you before church then i'll bring them then
By
strunny, At
6:10 AM
hi...hope you got your homework done! :) love, s.
By
strunny, At
3:23 PM
okay, it took me a moment (embarrassingly) to remember what a sestina is. and i'm not sure i understand all of the ideas... but i really enjoyed this one. 'course, i enjoy all of them, so...
i hope your classes are looking up, too.
By
Nikki, At
4:25 PM
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