Friday, December 02, 2005

POEMS POEMS #6

A Riff of Zoloft
by: Susan Snively

The bug is on the outside of the glass.
The water in the glass is sparkling clean.
Drink up, and all your miseries will pass.

A search for symbolism can harass
a simple thing beyond its power to mean.
The bug is on the outside of the glass,

its journey to your bedside from the grass
nothing that it or you could have foreseen.
Drink up, and all your miseries will pass

through peristalsis into the morass
of ordinary nuisances. Routine
is science by another name, alas.

It takes strict observation to surpass
the paranoiac ghost in the machine.
Between each neuron hovers a crevasse

(Auden's cracked teacup as a demitasse)
good pharmaceuticals can contravene.
The bug is on the outside of the glass.
Drink up, and all your miseries will pass.


I really like the way this poem uses repetition. I have tried to use this method in writing my own poems and it just doesn't come out very well. This author however uses this method to subtly and obviously emphasize certain phrases at the same time. I say subtle because the placements of the phrases are seemingly random but actually very strategic (not always the first or last line of the poem). I say obviously because they are obviously repeated. The poem itself reminds me of the object poem that we wrote in class. The author seems to take a simple thing as a cup of water and turn it into this beautiful poem. This idea of a simple cup and the use of repetition sort of work together to give this poem a very clever kind of ring to it. Two phrases are repeated throughout and they come together at the last two lines of the poem. This effect kind of gives the poem a light and “told you so” kind of feeling. Like this is what the poem was trying to say simply all along.

1 Comments:

Blogger John Park said...

My favorite line in this poem is "A search for symbolism can harass a simple thing beyond its power to mean." I like how he is saying that we shouldn't look into hidden messages that aren't there and try to discover intentions that were never there. Sometimes what is written is what is meant to be said.

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