...which is a terrible pun that will make people think that my last name rhymes with "coop," which it does not.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Edwards are creepy sometimes. Somebody should warn my grandpa.
So I believe the speaker (Q2) of "Edward" is called Edward, and I believe he may have killed his father, who apparently also in some way resembles a roan steed and a hawk, for that's what he says before he finally stops euphemising. If indeed he is euphemising. (<--That is not a real word.) He seems to be speaking to his mother (Q3) and explaining that he's made some bad choices and will be abandoning everyone to flee to safety. She seems disappointed in him. I must admit to finding the meter and overall pattern of this poem rather irritating and confusing. The irritation was a result of the confusion, most likely. I couldn't hear its rhythm in my mind, which bothers me immensely. I guess I typically don't understand the purpose of poetic forms. Who decided they were necessary or even desirable? Whyyyy do it?
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