How Great The Yield From A Fertile Field

Random musings from an old farmer about life, agriculture, and faith

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Lollipops

My nephew posted this poem on Facebook. We thought it rather amusing.


Lollipops


extemporaneous poem, 3:00 a.m.

I wish I had a lollipop
I would get my fingers sticky unwrapping it
and make annoying smacking noises
Then my lips would sticky be
and colored with my mouth

I could throw it in the air
and try to catch it by the handle
minus two points otherwise
and a drop is death

Or throw it against a wall
to make it crack
or just squeeze it to death
with my teeth
and crunch it

Hold it up to different colored lights
and submerge it in liquids
to see how it glistens,
how it reacts to change.
Forbid a glimmering, fickle lollipop

Let it sit in my cheek
handle jutting out the side of my mouth
and wait until its toxins wrinkle my skin
it stretch my cheek until aches feel
and likely cause a cavity

Discover its scything edge
and regret its existence for days
as acids intaken burn
its remembrance
warm food
the incision's abhorrence

Actually i do not wish for a lollipop anymore
I would throw it away
or give it away
or let it sit away
till doomsday

Questions :
1. What is the author's central message and which stanza best exemplifies it?
2. What rhetorical devices are used to support the message and to what effect and extent is their usage?
3. Which stanza is the most unique and why? (Hint: look for tonal shifts)
4. Compare and contrast the first and last stanzas. How do the similarities and differences mark the author's opinions?
5. Specifically examine the author's use of connotation. How does the author utilize diction to convey his tone, and how does tone contribute to the meaning of the passage?
7. Are there any tonal shifts which highlight certain lines? If so, which lines stand out, and why has the author chosen to bring them to the reader's attention?

The above questions are not necessarily intended to be answered; their very existence supplements the meaning of the poem on many levels: personal, critical, sarcastic, academic, supplemental, automatic, analytical.....

2 Comments:

At 4:06 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

which one?

 
At 9:29 PM, Blogger Old Farmer said...

Your number 5 son.

 

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