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May. 15th, 2006 08:26 pmSo, we have this literary magazine at school called Elysium. One of the ways Mrs. Scott, who is in charge, gets submissions is to let her students pick a picture and to write something in response to it. I liked what I wrote, but I never heard anything back, so I assumed I wasn't chosen.
But it turns out I was, and I got a free copy of Elysium to boot!
My only problem is they changed my layout.
What I wrote:
Classical Apocalypse
The world is darkness
Lit from afar
With only an occasional pillar for guidance
Masterpieces are beautiful
In the half-light
But rarely viewed
With matches, pinpricks
Of elementary light
Revealed images of those who came before
(the light can blind, you know)
The Titans of time, sculpted
With the finest marble
In the classical style
If one peers up, carefully
There is some god peering down
Spying on those who will soon
Be blinded by the dark
There are only echoes
In this chamber.
What they put:
Classical Apocalypse
The world is darkness
Lit from afar
With only an occasional pillar for guidance
Masterpieces are beautiful
In the half-light
But rarely viewed
With matches, pinpricks
Of elementary light
Revealed images of those who came before
(the light can blind, you know)
The Titans of time, sculpted
With the finest marble
In the classical style
If one peers up, carefully
There is some god peering down
Spying on those who will soon
Be blinded by the dark
There are only echoes
In this chamber.
And I know I'm being kind of nitpicky about that, but all of our teachers make such big deals about proper spacing and enjambments and the importance of stanza length etc. etc. ... and then my poem gets altered. And the poem doesn't go straight down, even though there's room, the stanzas after the parentheses are in the next column. Arg.
But it turns out I was, and I got a free copy of Elysium to boot!
My only problem is they changed my layout.
What I wrote:
Classical Apocalypse
The world is darkness
Lit from afar
With only an occasional pillar for guidance
Masterpieces are beautiful
In the half-light
But rarely viewed
With matches, pinpricks
Of elementary light
Revealed images of those who came before
(the light can blind, you know)
The Titans of time, sculpted
With the finest marble
In the classical style
If one peers up, carefully
There is some god peering down
Spying on those who will soon
Be blinded by the dark
There are only echoes
In this chamber.
What they put:
Classical Apocalypse
The world is darkness
Lit from afar
With only an occasional pillar for guidance
Masterpieces are beautiful
In the half-light
But rarely viewed
With matches, pinpricks
Of elementary light
Revealed images of those who came before
(the light can blind, you know)
The Titans of time, sculpted
With the finest marble
In the classical style
If one peers up, carefully
There is some god peering down
Spying on those who will soon
Be blinded by the dark
There are only echoes
In this chamber.
And I know I'm being kind of nitpicky about that, but all of our teachers make such big deals about proper spacing and enjambments and the importance of stanza length etc. etc. ... and then my poem gets altered. And the poem doesn't go straight down, even though there's room, the stanzas after the parentheses are in the next column. Arg.
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Date: 2006-05-16 02:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-16 02:30 am (UTC)And I know, like, all of the kids on the literary staff, and we all did the same english class. Whatev.
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Date: 2006-05-16 03:08 am (UTC)I'm training you to like her.
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Date: 2006-05-16 03:49 am (UTC)Peyton, one good knock would send you flying through a glass table.
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Date: 2006-05-16 02:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-16 02:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-16 07:08 am (UTC)Nice poem ;)
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Date: 2006-05-16 07:17 pm (UTC)