And hath thy snail left its home
In thoughtful explore? Oh poor philosopher
The oblivious swagger aflicker candle roam
How useful be the snail, yet her feelers unwind
Need not I those, as my eyes, my curiosity frustrate?
Said the spider to the bat: "Is not life better lived blind?"
Once I lived, once out-slied I a fox
Twice died, out-witting a lion.
"So who's the shadow now?" my shadow mocks.
I could have sworn I couldn't die,
But I raced the snail-- T'was a tie!
Copyright © macalurs 2007
7 comments:
I swear I no comprehend this one oh... all this shakespearean big big grammer has thrown me for a loop.. abeg give me small clue(lol.. make it really obvious).. cos for some reason.. i didn't understand this... i mean i know what the words out.. but what does it mean in entirety?
Shakespeare RE-INCARNATED as MACK...(ok, lemme try and read it again for berraaaa understanding...lolll)
EXCELLENT POEM! *cheers*
Interesting....
Now your making us think..
Lucky of me to stop by when you interpreted it!
I'll feature you on my blog soon :-)
Oh what a splendor mack! Bravo!
"pieces of 8!!" screeched L.J. Silver's parrot!!
For something different, I wrote this. I took the interpretation off 'cos it takes away from the poem (I think). Elle and Nilla and ONB and JC, y'all R awesome. Thanks for stoping by. MoreLove.
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