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Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Lord of the Flies Found Poem--Beastly




Beastly

(Taken from William Golding's novel Lord of the flies chapters 1-11)

      He sat on the fallen trunk
   With his left side to the sun
             Here, invisible yet strong,
         Was the taboo of the old life
                   He ought to be chief
                       So full of pride in his contribution
                     To the good of society

           Took off the school sweater 
                      Took off his glasses
                Palely naked
                    He began to dance
               And his laughter 
                     Became a blood thirsty snarling

      The conch exploded into thousand white fragments
            And ceased to exist
                  There were no words, and no movement
                         But the tearing of teeth and claws
Demoniac figures with faces of white and red and green…
                              Rushed out howling

                   Maybe there is a beast…                                                                              Maybe it’s only us… 

Thursday, April 04, 2013

Lord of the Flies Found Poem-Utopia

Utopia
(Lines from William Golding's Lord of The Flies, pp 4-215)

A vision of red and yellow
White surf beyond the open sea
Still as a mountain lake
Shades of shadowy green and purple

Palm trees leaned, reclined
Green feathers up in the air
Palm fronds whisper,
Spots of blurred sunlight slid
Bright winged things in the shade

Noon, floods of light fell
Stark colours of the morning
Smoothed in pearls and opalescence
The heat, lying there, perhaps sleeping

The leaves were roaring like the sea
Something boomed up on the red rock
Shake, noise, steadily increased
The darkness was full of claws, awful, unknown
Between flashes of lightning, dark and terrible,
The boys followed him...