RAGE OF INNOCENCE (All due respect to Dylan Thomas)
Do not go easy into that cruel plight,
Life-latency should, combination, stay;
Rage, rage against the prying of the light.
Though cells, prior to conjoin, accrue no right,
Un-right usurped un-bid, entreats that they
Do not go easy into that cruel plight.
Wild sperm who caught and shot the ovum’s flight,
And learned too late, now grieving on your way,
Rage, rage against the prying of the light.
Bad dream - ‘gainst self divided; quickening’s blight,
How fares Bliss, traded for some tragic play?
Do not go easy into that cruel plight.
World-blind - as yet insensible to sight;
Contentment’s eye seeks not the glare of day.
Rage, rage against the prying of the light.
Oh artless foetus, soon without respite,
Cursed, none accounted latent tears, I pray:
Do not go easy into that cruel plight.
Rage! Rage against the prying of the light!
Isobel
Wed 23rd Oct 2013 14:29
Yes - I like writing comedy for the ease of the rhyming scheme - it doesn't matter if it's forced - if anything it improves matters :) With serious poetry though, you just have to be more subtle and like you, I prefer the freedom that looser forms afford.
I'm not incredibly well read when it comes to Shakespeare - just the plays I studied at O and A level and odd ones I've seen along the way. One of my biggest ever regrets is not doing English literature at degree level - and particularly not knowing more Shakespeare - it's all in his plays, the great tragedy of human nature. The world is but a microcosm of our own souls - ooooh Barrie - you've got me feeling all poetic!