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As I Lay Dying


Author: Katrinagolden
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I was searching through some old school stuff and I found this. It was an English assignment. We had to write a poem about the book we had chosen to read. I chose As I Lay Dying by William Faulker.


As I Lay Dying



To what do we owe the great honor of living
If living is nothing but anticipation
The anticipation that death might soon await us
And then finally peace can come

Clothed all of life
Made to cloak our sins
Hide our feelings
Just because we can not understand

As I lay dying
The world around me did not change
My burden still watched over me
And stayed with me till the end

It walked with a crooked back
Never sweating
Never regretting
Cursing the whole world for his mistakes
A martyr in his mind
A monster to the world

The journey towards my peace
Was full of trials and tribulations
Where I was forced to overcome the waters and fires
Throughout it I was not afraid
I had imagined what the journey towards my death would be

In the end I knew he would come through
My savior would not allow them to kill me
I had to find my way to the land that I had waited for
Towards the one destination of life, death

The children that surrounded me were not my own
They belonged to my burden
Everything around me was a lie
And in those lies I died
Clothed all of my life
Made to clothe the emptiness

As I Lay Dying
The world around me did not change
The boy who could not accept the truth
Turned towards a world where he could finally understand

The girl was made to hide her sin
Not able to fully understand
The true extent of it

The woman and her God
Still remained side by side
Going towards a justly road
And understanding nothing but what she perceived

My curse was passed on to those that came from my womb
He would never bring them anything but emptiness

As I Lay Dying
The world around me did not change
But I had left that world
And was not remembered
They lived their life
Much like they had before




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  god, i despise Faulkner...not his stories, just his style...took a seminar in grad, school on him...

wrote a paper on Sound and the Fury...likened Benji to my autistic niece...really got into writing that paper...still didn't like the book though...

but this poem...i very much like the layers of it...

living as a preparation of death...sometimes we are obsessed with the thought of it...the thought of being prepared for it mentally, spritually...

like Oedipus Rex, when the chorus talks of him...

"life upon his death, be a memory without pain"

of course that is pretty impossible...there will always be the regrets, the pain..but if we can balance the ledger as much as possible..i guess we can be ready somewhat when the time comes..

this poem reminded me of that...

stirred something in me...
really good piece...Katrina!

and the boy and the girl..and their secret...almost like Billie Jo Macallister and his girlfriend, and throwing something off the Tallahachee bridge...what was it anyway?

my thoughts are exploding into a current...due to this piece..i like it when that happens...

if poems do that, i feel they are very successful writes.

jacob
| Posted on 2011-05-11 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]


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