Re: JCO: Add your vote to The Man Booker International People's Choice

Thank-you Eric for letting us know and your excellent comments.

Eric Anderson wrote:

> The Man Booker Prize is starting a new internation prize next year
> honoring a living writer for their work. They have a people's prize on
> the website. You can add your vote and comments on why you think a
> particular author should win. I added mine for Oates to win.
>
> http://www.manbookerinternational.com/peoples/
>
> Eric
>
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JCO: Re:

An individual observing his or her own wake/funeral....

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Christopher Ling <masterling88@hotmail.com> wrote:

Hi,

I've just joined this group in hopes of being able to recieve some clarification on the poem 'The Demons' by JCO.

 

I was wondering if you guys could help me understand what the theme/topic thesis of this poem is. I've attached a copy of 'The Demons'

 

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The Demons

 

The newsprint blurs coyly.

The obituaries shift columns.

 

Salty fluid bites you—

the base of the spine
a rapid ascent
a geyser mean as mercury.
You Cry: Is this what I always was?

 

No fear, there is always an exit.
Where the carpet is most soiled,
where your friends are jammed together
cheeks grazing cheeks
throaty chuckles like tiny drums.

A woman with your name
is counting sea-otters.

Above, the sun swerves too close.
It is not the pacific, there white sands.
It is another time: the waters of the Gulf
            lap idly, idly.

 

If you betray the radiance of your being,
who will correct you?
There is no one else.
Temperatures melt, languid snows sigh,
the footprints of the dead are pressed down
in next spring’s mud,
where you must walk.

Fearing demons you provoke them.
They fly in at all doors and windows, unbidden.
And the air is a scramble!—blinding, like chaff.

Better to welcome them:
face to face, one you remains human.
Your weight balances the weight of those terrible limbs
            eager to spring yours.

 

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Thanks.

 

~Sincerely

 

Chris

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Hi,

I've just joined this group in hopes of being able to recieve some clarification on the poem 'The Demons' by JCO.

 

I was wondering if you guys could help me understand what the theme/topic thesis of this poem is. I've attached a copy of 'The Demons'

 

------------------------------------

 

The Demons

 

The newsprint blurs coyly.

The obituaries shift columns.

 

Salty fluid bites you—

the base of the spine
a rapid ascent
a geyser mean as mercury.
You Cry: Is this what I always was?

 

No fear, there is always an exit.
Where the carpet is most soiled,
where your friends are jammed together
cheeks grazing cheeks
throaty chuckles like tiny drums.

A woman with your name
is counting sea-otters.

Above, the sun swerves too close.
It is not the pacific, there white sands.
It is another time: the waters of the Gulf
            lap idly, idly.

 

If you betray the radiance of your being,
who will correct you?
There is no one else.
Temperatures melt, languid snows sigh,
the footprints of the dead are pressed down
in next spring’s mud,
where you must walk.

Fearing demons you provoke them.
They fly in at all doors and windows, unbidden.
And the air is a scramble!—blinding, like chaff.

Better to welcome them:
face to face, one you remains human.
Your weight balances the weight of those terrible limbs
            eager to spring yours.

 

--------------------------------

 

Thanks.

 

~Sincerely

 

Chris

JCO: Add your vote to The Man Booker International People's Choice

The Man Booker Prize is starting a new internation prize next year honoring
a living writer for their work. They have a people's prize on the website.
You can add your vote and comments on why you think a particular author
should win. I added mine for Oates to win.

http://www.manbookerinternational.com/peoples/

Eric


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