He-he-he!
There was I trying not to give away what I thought it might be (In case I
was wrong!) - and then, when I look again at all the messages in my "inbox,"
I find the penny's dropped, others have found what I take to be the same as
me, it's been disclosed!
Bob
>From: Bob Cooper <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: Re: New sub: Who Am I? (first draft)
>Date: Tue, 8 Oct 2002 10:49:32 +0000
>
>Hi christina,
>I guess riddles have their own demands of form and content that are
>different from other "types" of poem and I sense this piece is following
>those specific demands of form and content throughout it's progression. I
>enjoy the way each line either includes (what I take to be) the answer -
>either clearly or, when it's distorted, that's indicated too.
>I guess I'm the kinda guy who only likes puzzles when they're solved. But,
>in terms of mouth-music, I like the way this piece plays: "I howled like a
>disjointed animal" seems to have a lot of pain (I never like) to hear! And
>I
>like the way rhymes are included in the same line - that's a trick I've
>used, and enjoyed using, in poems too! (insouciance/parents is one I
>really,
>really, smile over!)
>I guess, perhaps as far as riddles are concerned, you ask us "Who am I? and
>not "what's my name?" and I initially was looking for the name of a
>specific
>person - and not (merely) a NAME... But there could be the full name of a
>(an actual we-all-know-who-it-is) person hidden in here as well. If there
>is
>I haven't found that yet! I'll keep looking!
>I find riddles give me the fun/pleasure of the writer (as she or he) fitted
>them together, and - as I unpack them - the mischief of how the words play
>at changing meanings, and that's what I found as well.
>Bob
>
>
>>From: Christina Fletcher <[log in to unmask]>
>>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>>To: [log in to unmask]
>>Subject: New sub: Who Am I? (first draft)
>>Date: Mon, 7 Oct 2002 14:26:11 EDT
>>
>>
>>
>> Who Am I?
>>
>> I could never be a covert lesbian
>> though I'm a part-time thespian.
>> That Titian was a fool to let me go:
>> again and again I twisted
>> in impossible poses. Nailed upside-down,
>> distorted in paint, pain deformed me.
>> I howled like a disjointed animal.
>> I might have been a saint or giant.
>>
>> In this incarnation I could be
>> part Bostonian. Or in the Taliban -
>> but for the insouciance of my parents
>> whose brains thought only of pianos
>> and Mark Twain. I forget my name.
>> Wherever I look, for certain, I know
>> I must be there: in Spain, Argentina
>> even Britain. It's just that I'm confused:
>> it's insane. Help me, help me:
>> what's my name?
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>
>> christina fletcher
>>
>
>
>
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