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Thursday, September 13, 2007

Robert Herrick, goth poet

Julia: a blazon.

My Julia has the blackest lips,
And ears pierced full of paper clips;
Her anorexic hips and waist
With fierce spiked girdles round embraced;
The leather panties that she buys
Would not fit Dames that're half her size;
And lo! Her mouth and teeth emong,
A staple driven through her tongue.
To all who pass her in the night,
She crieth, "What are you thtaring at, you shite?"

8 comments:

redsaid said...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

It'th fabulouth!

TimT said...

I'm pleathed to be of thervithe...

Kathy said...

Bravo Timmy! Take a bow me old mate.

Jo said...

Mmmm, satisfying.
I do like your succinct side.

Or rather:
Mmmm, thatithfying.
I do like your thuckthinct thide.

nailpolishblues said...

Happy Birthday! :p

TimT said...

Hey, thanks Kathy and Jo, and thanks Nails!

Helen said...

"Would not fit Dames that're half her size"

- Was the "That're" really necessary? It seems to scan perfectly without it...

Yea ever the nitpicker...

TimT said...

I did wonder a bit about that. It's conceivable - (conceivable to me at least) - that Elizabethean poets would have used a word like that if they wanted a line to be metrically right, so I'd say it's in keeping with the style I wanted to imitate. The line wouldn't work as well metrically if it had been -

Would not fit dames that are half her size

- since it would break the fairly strict metrical scheme, (one unstressed syllable followed by one stressed syllable.)

Buuuuuuuuuuuuut on the other hand, it's true that as made-up words go, it's pretty out there. And maybe there is another way of saying the same thing, and keeping the rhyme and the metrical scheme intact.

(Too much information, anyone? I'm in a rambling mood tonight.)

Email: timhtrain - at - yahoo.com.au

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