Not exactly tea and crumpits, but Crumpit nonetheless.

                It's been quite some time since my last post, this was mainly due to a single class that I had last semester: Creative Writing. Although the class was not great it did help me to learn a way to edit my poetry, other than just re-reading it. I started writing posts a few times, but ultimately I wanted to wait until I had as much new materiel as possible before I started posting again, so that I could write, review, and edit my materiel.

                 In the end, I'm really excited about some of the things I came out with, and I want to start with what I consider one of my best products of the semester.

"Mount Crumpit"

Above the town

The Grinch heard

On the north wind

The fervent cheers

Of the town below.

“Never are we alone!”

They cried.

“Never are we alone.”

He sighed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is the fifth draft of this poem. I may post the original draft or some other versions later, but this is what I really decided in the end was the best use of the fewest amount of words, which is what my professor said was the goal of poetry. I'm not sure if that's entirely true, but I can see the power in it. 

For Mount Crumpit I was really trying to get to the heart of the lonely and abused. Everyone knows what it's like to "be alone in a crowded room" (as Attack! Attack! puts it). I couldn't think of a character who exemplified this more than The Grinch. The last four lines are really the clinch of the whole thing, the poem could really be just those lines, but I like the expanded influence that the reference has. Few things accentuate pain more than the oblivious joy of others. And nothings makes a person feel more alone than seeing other people, knowing that he or she cannot partake. Perhaps misers are miserly for a reason. 

I'm not sure what this says about the rest of the story. Maybe all that people need is to find out that they are genuinely cared for, as the Jim Carey rendition suggests. Theodor Geisel's original script is a bit more vague however. The Grinch was sad because the Whos (whose?) were enjoying themselves with Christmas, but when he learned that they loved each other (or Christmas rather) just for love's sake his heart changed. Is it enough to see that people are really loving to take away a person's lonely bitterness? Are the two versions really so different? It's hard to say, and ultimately not really what this poem was touching on. I hope that there is hope, but if not perhaps people can at least connect through the mutual misery that Mount Crumpit attempts to capture.

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           In the past I have left behind songs and music videos that have particularly impressed me. I would like to perhaps make this a permanent attribute of the blog. If not videos or music, then other things of beauty that I have seen or heard, beauty being in the eye of the beholder as it is. This week perhaps more than others.

This video, i think, is beautiful. I first heard this song in a trailer for the game "Assasin's Creed: Revelations" (Which incidentally is a mesmerizingly beautiful piece of art as well that you can view here) 

I won't ruin to much, cause I think you should just drink it in. Please enjoy,