That was when I ruled the world..

Its been an interesting time - school, life, the full monty. I don't know - to some extent, something is truly bugging me, but I just can't figure out what. Eitherway, we live - right?

I was doing Zhou's homework the other day; its a poem by E.E Cummings, who by far is the writer of some of the most profoundly beautiful poetry I've read, AND at the same time, who is by far the most fuckerific complex poet to interpret. The poem's 'somewhere I have never travelled'.

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look will easily unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closesand opens;
only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands


Nice orjustfuckingcheem eh?

When I first read it, i interpreted it to be of the relationship between parent and child. But well, as usual the onewaystreetwhichneverfailstoinfuriateme teacher feels very strongly that its of the relationship between man and lover - WHICH I don't exactly refute, because it seems like a sound interpretation. Cummings, oh Cummings - parent & child or man and lover, its still a beautiful testament of love no? I still did what I usually do - i googled different reviews on the poem, and I'm glad to say that the idea of parent and child is actually considered out there. I'm glad because it means that I'm not wrong and at the same time, it comforts me to think that its an accepted theory as can you imagine if it came out at A Levels and I sit in the disposition which I was in? Gosh, i shiver to think.



Anyways, sometimes I get infuriated with myself for keeping myself in this school for yet another year. I mean its not like I hate SAJC, but there are things that simply drive me up the wall. The worst part is that I have to swallow it all, even if it means swallowing a ball of spikes - all in the name of a good testimonial and in hopes of chasing my dreams. I'm having a difficult time, somewhat, cos well, I think she's already formed her own perspective of me, when she doesn't even know who I am. Taking things for face value? How ironic, considering her major. I SWEAR - its screwed up. I try and try, but my patience can only go for so long. TWO YEARS jan - what were you thinking. I swear, if you had told me of the stakes earlier, I would've escaped this predicament, by all means and costs!

hahaha, welcome to vague land!

adios. yet another day of school awaits. back to top?