I have too many books
Read once and shelved
Or piled up by my bed
Arriving daily in the post
Unlikely to be read
Too many poems
Wait between the covers
For their exercise
Or stacked in Plato’s cave
Like unsettled similes
Too many facts and fictions
Characters adrift on sandbanks
Children starved of attention
An old man glimpsed upon the pier
And then - no further mention
I glance at the book review
As I'm jotting down these words
And a neglected poet catches my eye
It’s another book to join the queue
Another book I’ll have to buy
Examination Piece
First tell me what I, the poet, need to find
before I decide
which of the two roads I must take.
Blue in line four
seems an odd choice of adjective.
Do you agree?
Which colour would you choose?
Have you ever metaphorically
Found yourself
In a similar poem?
How does this poem handle simile and rhyme?
And finally
How do you think this poem
will add to your enjoyment of poetry
as you enter adulthood?
A lot.
Not a lot.
Not at all.
Thank you for your time.
26 comments:
Yay! First comment!!
For some reason, I can easily picture you drowning in books, Roger. : )
"Have you ever metaphorically
Found yourself
In a similar poem?" Great line. I find bits and pieces of myself in poems here and there. Maybe that's why I write, to find my whole self. Hopefully, others can see me in what I write and, maybe, a little bit of themselves.
Regarding Examination Piece. I was at a secondary school yesterday and I came across one of the books they use for examinations. It contained thirty poems and a list of questions about similes, repetition and so on. Not one question like - did you enjoy this poem? How do you feel about it? Soul destroying stuff. The book should have been called "How to put students off poetry for life."
Welcome back! I am also appalled by the academic aproach to poetry. A head shot with the soul stun gun. How does the system manage to mistake that for education?
@ MR. ROGER......
Hello, thanks again to come in my blog. Yeah some musician copied music from western BUT it doesnt mean it's an INDIAN THING...
Recently "Black Eyed Peas" also copied a tune from an Indian melody..their intro of the song "Don't Phunk With My Heart " is copied from an Indian Song "Aei Mera Dil" from the film "Don(1978)"
And again their "Elephunk Theme" is also copied from a Tamil song, "Unakkum Enakkum" from the film "Sri Ragavendra"....
So can I say this is a western thing....NO!!
For some pople we can blame a whole country or region man....NYAH, we can't..
Sorry, this is just to inform you that it's happened in western also..
Roy
Roger! So nice to hear from you again! You seem to really have a lot on hand! I guess AP is very right when he says that you do find bits and pieces of yourself in poetry and when you feel the need to express you usually complete and exhibit a certain part of you in it. Or especially the kinds which were reminiscent of particular happenings these go on forever as cherished pieces.. or so i think.. :)
I know that feeling of having too many books. It's a problem, every time I go into a book store to buy a specific book, I end up walking out with five. I intend to read them all... but time, yup time.
i likes the first one. so looks like buying books to catch dust is a global phenomenon. but i guess they will be of use when i retire, hopefully if my eyesight is in good condn. Nice poem
Thats a nice poem on writin poem. well thought.
a masterclass in poetry for all of us would be's to follow.
especially this bit...
"For their exercise
Or stacked in Plato’s cave
Like unsettled similes"
Still another couple of busy weeks before I can do much blogging. However I'll pop by when I can.
Good to see yah again, Anon.
You too, Russell.
Roy, hope I didn't upset you. I agree that the phenomenon of copying (consciously or unconsciously) is world wide. Hey ho. Keep in touch.
Hi xfreakx, glad you dropped by. I guess we all come from the same cosmic dust in the end.
Eating and Neets. Books, books, books. There are far too many - and still we insist on writing more. There are piles in my bedroom. Books Jill has given me to read, books I've started and not finished, books I've been given for birthdays and Christmas, books people have given me because they're amazing and I really must read them... (sigh)
Hi Anon! Yep, it's good to be back. Off to Peterborough tomorrow and then Gloucestershire. Jill's off to Hamburg. Hopefully she'll be checking out the Star Club. I wonder if it's still there.
hi
thanks for looking in on me
(i kicked myself for trusting to my ageing memory when typing up the tanka - for "on" read "along" = 31 syllables)
loved this piece
took me right back to what i call lessonlectureland
even after twenty years of teaching i still felt that most exam boards/governments/colleagues were out to destroy all notions of pleasure in reading
(it's amazing how frost has stayed with us
i did a recent silly piece alluding to the same poem)
Phenominal work Roger!
I have a theory. My theory is that not all tormented souls are creatives, but all creatives are tormented souls. Would you agree?
I can certainly relate to this poem since I have too many books, and just bought 4 more today. It is a pleasure to read your blog; you write great poetry. Thanks for visiting my silly thing.
...ahhh i can so relate to the 'soul-destroying' stuff..been a teacher myself(past tense!) and I was always at logger heads with everyone around and the system!
Poetry is soul itself..how could one possibly exist without the other?
Great poetry here!
:)
Oh yikes. Am feeling guilty now. :-s Victor Hugo is waiting to be read. Okay! I can't stand the guilt anymore. Here I come Vicky!
And action-inducing lines there. Like you've just seen. :p
It doesnt take much to get a smile out of a simile.
As for education. Good teachers are as rare as hen's teeth in my experiance. I learned to hate poetry , Shakespeare, Algebra, History, Music, Geography, PE, Religion, Science, Biology, Politics etc etc. at school and had to learn to enjoy it all again when I left!
Its snowing here. 2nd March and the first snow of the year! Crazy!
Have fun at school.
Archie's knee is still playing up so keeping him at home. He's learning how to talk backwards and watching the Mighty Boosh.
Drowning in books! My second favourite choice of ways to go, I won't say what my first choice would be. Examination piece is spot on, ironically it made me smile.
Hi Roger,
I really enjoyed both pieces though I'm not sure why they were presented together. My favorite is Too Many Books and yes my stacks grow everyday! Take care,
Bob
Everything adds something.
The characters adrift on sandbanks could be us too.
Books rescue us.Do they?
Hi all - been rushing about all week visiting schools. Up at 6 back at 7. Er... not one hour later... you know what I mean. A quieter week next week and a chance to visit blogs again - and maybe put another poem up.
No reason they're together, Rch - except I had two and I knew I was going to be short on time.
Just stopping by to register Ivor's sad passing. Not really a devoted fan - but a big fan nevertheless. It is sad that he'll no longer be around. At least we still have his music and poems.
I haven't been to Michael's blog yet - see above - but I'm sure he'll have a few words to say - and maybe even a pic or two.
Peace and love!
Quite a schedule that! Hope to see you back soon! Tc!
Very sad about old Ivor. A bit about him at Boot Sale Sounds-
http://bootsalesounds.blogspot.com/
Underneath the Coasters.
I like Too Many Books - love the similes :)
PS. New poem (finally) on my blog. Come read
waitng for your next post... and you still have to come by my blog and read the poem I attributed to you.
there can never be too many books...one day who will have all the time in the world to read all of them :)
hey, very nice poems, although I too feel they should have been presented separately.
Have you ever metaphorically
Found yourself
In a similar poem?
These are my fav. lines.
btw, havent seen you around, hope u resurface soon.
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