Lauren
departed this life
died 1740
the declaration of independence
declare the American colonies to be free
died 1740
struggle for American freedom
burial ground
struggle for American freedom
died on the 9th
burial ground
rest the remains of seven signers
died on the 9th
the declaration of independence
rest the remains of seven signers
departed this life
Nathan
Before consummation there must be tribulation.
In her eyes, I was a well, permeated with filth.
Once, after the land had dried, she wrung me a towel to remind me of the rain:
A better world where sin and sorrow will be no more.
In her eyes, I was a well, permeated with filth.
She strangled me, like nooses.
A better world where sin and sorrow will be no more.
The tears wallowed in the crest of my lips.
She strangled me like nooses.
The bridge of my nose: a cry for help.
The tears wallowed in the crest of my lips.
He shall hereafter meet her again.
The bridge of my nose: a cry for help.
Once, after the land had dried, she wrung me a towel to remind me of the rain:
He shall hereafter meet her again.
Before consummation there must be tribulation.
Lauren, maybe it's because I just read the scary stories, but your first stanza makes it sound like the Declaration has died. It creates sets such mournful tone for the rest of the poem, like a quiet memorial.
ReplyDeleteNathan, this is so evocative! The line "once, after the land had dried, she wrung me a towel to remind me of the rain" is interesting because it sounds like a kind gesture, which is different than the violent imagery in the rest of the poem. The italicized lines also sound very hopeful, but it almost sounds like they're talking about the afterlife. Powerful contrasts.
ReplyDeleteNathan;
ReplyDeleteI was very much intrigued by the refrain at both the beginning ,and end of your Poem which reads : "Before consummation there must be Tribulation". The theme is very much reinforced with the
balance of both tender and harsher aspects of the work.