Tick. Tock. Poem by Sana Olivia Hernandez

Tick. Tock.



Tick.
It's morning.
Tock.
It's noon.
Tick.
The night is gone too soon.

Tock.
Time goes fast.
Tick.
Fast as light.
Tock.
Doesn't that give you a fright?
TICK.
TOCK.


-SOH

Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Time
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Clocks are taunting. (CTP)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 26 July 2014

This is a clever poem and there's more to it than meets the eye on first reading. The sound of it for one thing - the well-placed rhymes at the ends of each stanza; the alteration of TICK and TOCK, which take on a very heavy sound when read outloud; the interplay of ideas like THE NIGHT GOES BY TOO FAST and the clock sounds. I agree with Allan: the first stanza is relatively benign, but in the second, time races us toward fear of the end. As Andrew Marvell put it. AND AT MY BACK I ALWAYS HEAR TIME'S WINGED CHARIOT HURRYING NEAR.

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