Poetry Korner
Dec. 8th, 2003 08:44 pmToday was a life is hell day. 'Everything has gone hopelessly wrong and it's all ruined!' my hormones informed me almost as soon as I woke up. But then on the crawling train home I got Good Omens out and read it for a bit and saw things I hadn't noticed before, amazingly, like the man serving burgers in Burger Lord being Elvis. How did I never notice that? And the bit about Dog changing- 'form shapes nature'. I cheered up just in time for my bicycle tire to be flat at Reading. Wah! But life isn't all bad- there are still lots of Patrick O'Brian novels to be read. And this poem cheered me up too.
The Orange, by Wendy Cope
At lunchtime I bought a huge orange
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave
They got quarters and I got a half.
And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It's new.
The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I'm glad I exist.
The Orange, by Wendy Cope
At lunchtime I bought a huge orange
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave
They got quarters and I got a half.
And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It's new.
The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I'm glad I exist.
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Date: 2003-12-08 01:20 pm (UTC)If it makes you feel better, every time I read it I notice something fantastic I missed the previous time around. Anathema's thoughts regarding her safety after being picked up by Crowley and Aziraphale, for instance.
Of course, I never miss that part now.
Sorry your day hasn't been the best. My hormones like to annoy me like that, too.
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Date: 2003-12-09 04:17 am (UTC)It took me a few read throughs myself to realise the implications of that. And I call myself a slasher. *shakes head*
I noticed something else too: that Dog, as a supernatural being in a material body, is more or less forced to act like a dog because he can't fight his genetic make-up. So that must apply to Crowley and Aziraphale too, I think, as they are supernatural beings inside material bodies. Their material bodies must impel them to do things and of course that's proved by the fact that they sleep and eat and drink too much. It'd be very funny if either of them had inherited a body with some seriously strange genetic traits. Also Crowley makes the point that it's nurture rather than nature that defines what Adam is going to turn into. So poor old Crowley and Aziraphale have two lots of things to battle against to keep their angelic and demonic natures intact. Not that they battle very hard!
Oh, look, I'm waffling at you!