Another Poem
Oct. 16th, 2004 10:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trishkitI can't believe I forgot my other favourite poet, Sarah Binks, the Sweet Songstress of Saskatchewan!
Elegy to a Calf
O Calf, who gambolled by my door.
Who made me rich, who now am poor.
Who licked my hand with milk bespread.
O Calf, Calf! Art dead? Art dead?
O Calf, I sit and languish, Calf.
With somber face I cannot laugh.
Can I forget thy playful bunts?
O Calf, Calf that loved me once.
With mildewed optic, deathlike, still.
My nights are damp, my days are chill.
I weep again with mournful sniff.
O Calf, Calf! So dead, so stiff.
Forgive me if the above isn't quite correct - I'm going on my memory since I've lost my copy of Sarah Binks.
Elegy to a Calf
O Calf, who gambolled by my door.
Who made me rich, who now am poor.
Who licked my hand with milk bespread.
O Calf, Calf! Art dead? Art dead?
O Calf, I sit and languish, Calf.
With somber face I cannot laugh.
Can I forget thy playful bunts?
O Calf, Calf that loved me once.
With mildewed optic, deathlike, still.
My nights are damp, my days are chill.
I weep again with mournful sniff.
O Calf, Calf! So dead, so stiff.
Forgive me if the above isn't quite correct - I'm going on my memory since I've lost my copy of Sarah Binks.
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Date: 2004-10-17 08:42 am (UTC)Sarah Binks was written by Paul Hiebert, Canadian university professor (in chemistry)), in 1947 as a biography. It's a parody that is written exactly like a serious literary analysis of a major poet. Hysterical.
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Date: 2004-10-17 01:34 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-10-17 03:16 pm (UTC)