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Critical Analysis #2

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Allogenes
Junior Member

since 2008-01-16

Posts 35

0 posted 2008-02-19 01:23 AM

    Fire-starter Am I,
From the cliff-tops of Bazu
To the sweltering heights of Azmadon;
    Smoking deity Am I,
From the temples cloaked in scarlet oil,
To the traders streets of Adu;
    Light of the Omndu Am I,
Quivering silver in the sky of gloom,
Primeval thought on a wise man’s tongue;

    Ancient Am I
And form, without – when dying men looked
On April skies, Me they saw
Glimmering, dying, eternal;
Rising on the shreds of infamy,
Hounding the tail of ocean-death.

    And Me they proclaimed
On the nuptial Sun, showered in warm flowers;
Called me re-birth, joy of joys
Spark of infinite,
Cloud of heady light,
Omega and Amak-a-don.

Brad
Member Ascendant

since 1999-08-20

Posts 5705
Jejudo, South Korea

1 posted 2008-02-21 03:37 PM

Well, without doing any homework, I'm guessing we have different sun worshipping practices (pretty obvious, no?).

I'm stuck with a line in my head, however:

"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, Ye Mighty, and despair!"

Now, perhaps, I'm just missing it, but shouldn't we have a bit of irony in here, somewhere?

Allogenes
Junior Member

since 2008-01-16

Posts 35

2 posted 2008-02-22 02:05 AM

    Well, death and eternity - the themes explored somewhat inconspicuously in the context of the poem - are ironic enough without any further input.

    A dying man gazing on a sun that nightly dies, and daily is reborn in Dawn's gilded luster - irony?

    But, after all, the poem was only a quick sketch; nothing I would expect to be endowed with contemporary appeal, yet just the sort of thing to share with fellow poets.   Thanks for commenting.

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