I love it.
I love it.
Heheh. It's not perverted, it's just boyish. This reader read it with a half-grin.
J
Well, this reads oddly warped and bizarre. Who cares that Lokasenna wrote it? Lokasenna is the smallest part of the equation, in this reader's opinion. He just happens to be some guy who writes some pretty darn good poems.
But, it should be said that based on most of his posts that this reader has read, Lokasenna seems to be a pretty nice/cool guy. But that really doesn't matter for his poems.
Drunks and jerks have written some pretty good words too. Heck, in the age of postmodernism, they've categorically dominated it.
J
EDIT: As an aside, the context of 'drinking song' that Lokasenna provided really helped with the reading of this, though.
Last edited by Jack of Hearts; 12-31-2011 at 01:40 AM.
I don't think you really feel that way Jack. If someone else wrote, "I have a very mighty ****," it just wouldn't seem credible, I'd never get the imagery quite right. And the other thing is, I wouldn't describe this poem as boyish in any way.
I'm not sure what drinking has to do with it, other than Lokasenna had obviously been into the Pimms, getting a head start on New Year's Eve, when he posted this.
Ah. Fair enough, you're allowed to hypothesize about how this reader actually 'feels.' Apparently you think Jack of Hearts has a motive to be disingenuous, though. On the contrary; his readings of others' works don't even try for objectivity. They're purely subjective, and that's as honest as it gets.
This post will be relevant in just a moment so as not to derail the thread. Maybe logic will assuage your concerns?
Lokasenna had the sense to provide a context to this poem. This reader admits, had it been posted randomly on the board without this, and had Jack of Hearts been properly motivated to read it and respond (not always a guarantee), he probably would've panned it as a failed attempt at humor.
Now, if the same context was there, in that it borrows much from an old, old bawdy song and that it's essentially a drinking song, it would've most likely gotten the same reaction given in this thread. This reader called it boyish because he imagined a bunch of men gathered round in 'ye aulde pub' singing this, these fundamentally filthy words, and having a good laugh about it. Saying dirty words and laughing, to this reader, seems rather boyish. In the same way laughing at a fart is boyish. And most grown men, at least the ones this reader would want to drink with, know there's a time to embrace these things again. Because they never really left us in the first place, they're just tucked away until the right people aren't looking.
J
Last edited by Jack of Hearts; 12-31-2011 at 02:52 AM.
Uhh...
... and, afterward this...Originally Posted by kensington
So this readers feelings are false and his perceptions are wrong?Originally Posted by kensington
Granted, some of the imagery and other content might be too sophisticated for Jack of Hearts' poor little brain, but unless he's mistaken... it's a drinking song (from the context) that's centered around double entendre that involves a rooster and a penis.
If you think these lines weren't intended to be juvenile, filthy and invoke laughter... uh, maybe we'll just have to agree that we don't see eye to eye with our interpretations.Originally Posted by kensington
J
Last edited by Jack of Hearts; 12-31-2011 at 03:29 AM.
This is great stuff.
Incidentally, I agree with Jack's assessment that the preamble was really key to this poem. Without context it would have been a bit eye-roll worthy, but reading it in the right mindframe made it brilliant. I know a few people who recite bawdy poetry after they've had a few, they'd love this.
Last edited by JuniperWoolf; 12-31-2011 at 04:27 AM.
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I'm glad you enjoyed it!
I hope it was worth the wait! You're absolutely right about the setting and nature of it - there should be plenty of beer, plenty of volume, and plenty of laughter. It is a boyish drinking song all the way.Originally Posted by Jack
Fantastic! If you and yours decide to sing it after a few, I'd be utterly delighted! I had great fun roaring out the prototype version... And yes, I thought the preamble was necessary to make it clear that I'm not some sort of ridiculous adolescent trying to compensate for something...Originally Posted by Juniper
"I should only believe in a God that would know how to dance. And when I saw my devil, I found him serious, thorough, profound, solemn: he was the spirit of gravity- through him all things fall. Not by wrath, but by laughter, do we slay. Come, let us slay the spirit of gravity!" - Nietzsche
I thought it was delightful! I smiled throughout.