Monday, November 21, 2005

Paired Things

Paired Things

Who, who had only seen wings,
could extrapolate he
skinny sticks of things
brids use for land,
the backward way they bend,
the silly way they stand?
And who, only studying
birdtracks in the sand,
could think those little forks
had decamped on the wind?
So many paired things seem odd.
Who ever would have dreamed
the broad winged raven on despair
would quit the air and go
bandylegged upon the ground,
a common crow?

This is the first poem I have ever read on my own and noticed so much slant rhyme used. I really like the way that Kay Ryan ryhmes in a sort of abacdc kind of pattern. I never really noticed or recognized slant rhyme as being something significant, but I think that this poem is a good example of just that. I think that what Ryan is trying to say in this poem is that things come in pairs in many mysterious ways. The example that she based most of her poem off of is her observation of the bird, which is pretty ironic since our object poem for this week is on animals. But Ryan points out that not only does this bird have pairs of wings, feet and footprints, but also two seemingly different lifestyles: one on the land and one in the air. This observation really helps bring out the message of the poem that pairs aren't always the presence of two things, but moreoften a duality of lifestyles and alter egos. At the same time, Ryan could merely be talking about just the bird's pair of legs and pair of wings. - I'm sure, like most poetry, it's up to interpretation.


Blogger Niel said...

This poem is a good example of how poems can be created from a single thought. It seems as this poem was created on the basis of an idea of the pairs of wings that birds have. The last few lines of the poem are thought provoking, because it is interesting to think that when birds are on land, they are simply another animal, but when they are in the air they are quite amazing. The slant rhyme in the poem is also quite abundant and is a good use of words in a poem.

2:12 PM  
Blogger Danny said...

I like the way this poem contrasts the bird in the air and the bird on the ground. In amazement when the bird lands on skinny sticks, astonished by the bird's flying abilites, and then when the bird takes to the ground like any other creature, it becomes merely a common crow, as if to say, it is nothing special at all anymore.

11:37 AM  

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