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Inaugral non-fic archival post

  • Apr. 20th, 2009 at 2:51 PM
sloth: real bird perched on a no birds allowed sign ((ex)bird)
Given it is the month for poems, I figured I would start off with one of those; in this case, Rolf Jacobsen's Some People, translated by Robert Bly.


Some people
ascend out of our life, some people
enter our life,
uninvited and sit down,
some people
calmly walk by, some people 
give you a rose, 
or buy you a new car, 
some people
stand so close to you, some people
you've entirely forgotten,
some people, some people
are actually you,
some people 
you've never seen at all, some people
eat asparagus, some people
are chlidren, 
some people climb on the roof, 
sit down at table
lie around in hammocks, take walks with their red umbrella,
some people look at you,
some people have never noticed you at all, some people
want to take your hand, some people
die during the night, 
some people are other people, some people are you, some people
don't exist
some people do.


In other news, new Chuck tonight! \o/ 

I've got to say, show does a really good shop of taking ideas that make me cringe at in theory, grin at in practice. 

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phnelt: in ur colonies rebellin ur peeps (louis riel)
[personal profile] phnelt wrote:
Apr. 21st, 2009 02:21 am (UTC)
That's an interesting poem. I really like the central conceit about people, but then, I totally go for the observations about day to day life arranged in ways that bring out new things. This mostly just reaffirms my commitment to the phrase 'people are people wherever you go'. Also, so people *do* enter your life uninvited and sit down. oh, people.
sloth: a rainbow and a shadow rainbow  (Default)
[personal profile] sloth wrote:
Apr. 21st, 2009 03:13 am (UTC)
What I really like about this poem is how it works to create layers of observation and solidarity/alienation, but never violently - starting with "Some people/ascend out of our life" to "some people/give you a rose" (emphases mine); it's a really neat, structural way of showing how the 'some people' both includes and excludes you/me/us - and that's okay, that's wonderful, that's part of the experience of being human in this world - both on the outside seeing, and on the inside being.

I'm really glad you enjoyed this! (And I've also experienced the "uninvited and sit down", which has sometimes really worked out and more often really not.)
phnelt: octopus destroys metropolis (Default)
[personal profile] phnelt wrote:
Apr. 21st, 2009 04:19 am (UTC)
Hm, yeah. That is especially interesting because the whole poem is a generalization in its way. 'Some people' and then talking about 'you' and I know English is especially bad for this and I think this is translated? But in English with its singular/plural you really makes that whole statement much broader. I read that line as some people [individuals]/give [individuals] a rose.

It's very broad and personal at the same time. I like that.
sloth: a rainbow and a shadow rainbow  (Default)
[personal profile] sloth wrote:
Apr. 21st, 2009 06:23 am (UTC)
Oh, I totally agree with I read that line as some people [individuals]/give [individuals] a rose.

The point I was trying to make, I think, is that the poem's narrative voice shifts from inclusive 'our' to exclusive 'you' - it's a shift that works to create a interplay of who is speaking and who is being spoken to (an implied first person perspective in the use of 'our', an explicit second person perspective in the use of 'you', and finally the third person perspective presence in the 'some people' - actually, given that the poem begins with 'some people', arguably the third person perspective [the most outside of all] is the first frame of the poem, with the first person and second person perspectives being layered in after).

Of course this is just a whole lot of literary analysis for a poem that is probably much more simple than I am making it out to be. Haha, my English major-ness is showing.
phnelt: octopus destroys metropolis (Default)
[personal profile] phnelt wrote:
Apr. 21st, 2009 01:15 pm (UTC)
If you can't overanalyze what's the point of life? hee.