We are wholly certain of ourselves. We are sure
that we would have made lovely abolitionists
if given the opportunity. We would have protested slavery
and shown appropriate scorn
when boys by the churchyard lawn chased us
every Sunday morning yelling "Mama says you're soft."
Scoffing, surely, that "the puffy
cotton which covers up your skin
shows who needs the most hardenin'."
We would have reclined
in our oaken rocking chairs. By candlelight,
we would have read Douglass and Beecher-Stowe.
Though, for me, it has become easier
imagining myself a thin, refined southern gentleman
from the Carolinas, wearing a starched white shirt,
a silken tie, a black top hat, grasping a polished cane,
which, while I walk, I sometimes rap upon
my plantation's property. There, as I stroll, I greet
other humans dressed up like me. There,
enthusiastically, I urge my wage laboring servants
to apply the whip often and without discrimination.















Comments
I think the section about beating the property with your cane could be sneakier. Were I in command of the line, I would bend it to sound like I am merely beating the grounds (property) with my cane as I walk.
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You're no scarlet prim proper rose
Sing me your pretty prose
Lips pressed nose to nose
Legs entwined with twenty toes.
I'll see what I can do about making it sneakier.
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Harmonize your inward and your outward life, and you soul will know no bounds of joy.
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Harmonize your inward and your outward life, and you soul will know no bounds of joy.
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You're no scarlet prim proper rose
Sing me your pretty prose
Lips pressed nose to nose
Legs entwined with twenty toes.
Drinking.
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Harmonize your inward and your outward life, and you soul will know no bounds of joy.
Another few niggles:
I'd drop "atrocious" in front of slavery. I think slavery carries enough connotation. I already see it as atrocious, so the word is superfluous.
Capitalize "scoffing" because of the period in the previous line. It'll look better.
"We would have reclined in our
oaken rocking chairs; by candlelight,"
Not a fan of the enjambment here. Ending a line on "our" was underwhelming.
I adore the final stanza a lot. Don't change it.
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Clearfield Review: Prose, Poetry, Art.
I feel obliged to explain what I was trying to do in that first stanza. The basic idea of the poem is that a lot of people today, especially people who think of themselves as "environmentally friendly" kind of think of themselves as "modern day abolitionists" -- IE: They are doing what is right when everyone else around them is making the wrong decision, and they are ridiculed for it, but in the future people will see that they were correct and lionize them for it. This is especially true in the Vegan community, where people get a lot of crap for being "soft" towards animals.
Anyway, this poem is just trying to take evil more serious than that. Its me admitting that, yeha, I'm a vegan, but I'm not going to call myself a "modern day abolitionist." In fact, given the right cricumstances, I could have easily been a slavemaster. I am evil just like everyone else.
So I put Soy Milk in there, a staple not only of veganism but of environmentalism as a whole, as a way of trying to cue all of that rant in with a couple of lines. Particularly, its sweetened soy milk, because of the artificial way that people treat themselves sweetly.
BUT --- You are right. Here is one of the best quotes on writing I've ever heard, from a famous author's editor
"The writer's investment is often not the reader's investment."
I've invested a lot of thought into this concept, but my reader has not. So they are not going to understand the first stanza, and it will only screw them up as they read the rest of it.
The rest of your "niggles" are spot on. Time to revise.
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Harmonize your inward and your outward life, and you soul will know no bounds of joy.
Personally, I would prefer the whole vegan approach but I find some people are too extreme with their feelings that they lack objectivity. For instance, I have a leather hat; I didn't buy it, I got it second hand. Am I to just leave harvested material to waste because of the notion that having that will support more hats to be made from leather? What further waste...
My main beef (haha) with the present angle on the 'moral consumer' is the raised price of things; as someone in a low economic scale (welfare) I don't have the money to spare for being moral and paying an extra bit of money for free range eggs... Sure, I could do that, but that means I give up on saving up and paying for doctor's visits and dental check-ups among other things. With that economic angle, such morals become a consumer luxury rather than preference... And yes, for me right now, every dollar counts. I need to pay for orthodontic treatment so my lower molars don't cave in by the time I'm 50 (where the costs will be more than twice what it will be now and that's not counting inflation).
Enough of my ranting... Back to critiquing!
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Brecht- Because things are the way they are, things will not stay the way they are
Fallout 2 - Destruction of the Enclave erased all trace of President Richardson from history. Now the title of President is used simply as a bogeyman to frighten children
"Though, for me, it has become easier imagining
myself a thin, refined southern gentleman"
I would put imagining on the next line so that the first line wasn't so readily conclusive about what has become easier.
Gee, I dunna have much else for ya.
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Brecht- Because things are the way they are, things will not stay the way they are
Fallout 2 - Destruction of the Enclave erased all trace of President Richardson from history. Now the title of President is used simply as a bogeyman to frighten children
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