Cast In Everlasting Stone [cor.] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Cast In Everlasting Stone [cor.]



I'm awed by the things that make other people
happy, a tragi-comedy letter seeking help from
the President against his Lady-Macbeth-wife in
comprehensible English, a colleague used her
rulebooks, grammar books, proverbs & idioms
to painstakingly create a gem of a translation-
a perfect miniature delight fit for a connoisseur

To be sent to the President's men who will send
it on to the homicide unit to be deciphered by an
officer nonplussed by a Macbeth who can't flee
the wrath of his Lady plotting to poison him with-
out clear evidence; not caring what the rule is to
describe everything was taken nor whether 'and'
should be 'as well or also', I use the sound that

Rings true in my ears whereas my colleague finds
fulfilment in proving everything with a rule, getting
back the text is a lesson in the application of rules
and regulations, the reader needs to know what is
asked to broadcast a request, there's no inspiration
to create cameos for non-literary purposes yet my
colleagues ecstatically create rules for every move

They make, this enjoyment in applying rules leaves
me flabbergasted, when the end is just a file and an
official reply, there's no hope for an enduring text to
beguile some lonely hours - whereas if there is only
half a chance to wring your heartstrings when my
words sing, I'll spend hours carving such a poem
cast in everlasting stone…


Cast in Everlasting Stone [Rev]

I'm awed by the things that make other people happy;
an unusual letter by someone seeking the President's
protection against his wife, a murderous Lady Macbeth
has a colleague consulting rulebooks, grammar books,
proverbs and idioms to painstakingly create a gem of
a translation, a perfect miniature filigree confection fit
for a connoisseur - to be sent to the President's men

Who could forward it to homicide where it will be read
by an officer, nonplussed by a Macbeth who can't flee
the wrath of his Lady-Love plotting to poison him - yet
offers no proof for his claim; it's irrelevant how we say
‘she took all her things' -or relay 'and' with 'as well' or
‘also', I use the sound ringing sweet in my ears while
my colleague finds fulfilment in finding a rule for

Everything, in the end the final text is a lesson in the
use of reference books, although readers only need
to know it's a request which doesn't inspire to craft
literary cameos - to be squandered on government
officials; my colleague enthusiastically backs up her
every move with a rule & her joyful search for formal
guidance leaves me flabbergasted since the

End result is just a file & an official reply, this
is no opportunity to preserve an enduring text to beguile
our sad and lonely hours, whereas if there's only
half a chance to wring your heartstrings with words
that sing - I'll spend hours carving such a poem -
cast in everlasting stone

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Margaret Alice Second 14 June 2016

Thank you Mr Spock, I'm glad you feel that rules were made ot be broken! It simply seems to be a sacrilege to spend time looking up rules while ignoring the most important aspect of language: the MUSIC, the way it moves to a beat with a rhythm and a song in the sounds we express as we long for the aesthetics of melody in lines moving up and down - when these aspects are ignored, the rest does not matter at all...

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Spock The Vegan 14 June 2016

Rules were made to be broken, and that rule is cast in everlasting stone.: -)

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