Modern Poetry Edition #39, (Egregious Omissions #1)


Well done, commoners and nobles!

Modern Poetry #39 is complete and though all nominations were mighty worthy, it is Sting (Gordon Matthew Sumner) who takes this week's MPulitzer. Way to go, Gordo. The only real competition was from Buddy Holly's immaculate "It Doesn't Matter Anymore," but Sting took the prize with a poem for all ages (and Ages).

It is a bit rare for a poem of such depth to win in the age of Modern Poetry, what with all the short attention spans and all. But Sting is a throwback poet, ancient in style, adept with imagery, modern in relevancy, timeless in his ability to evoke. Take the simple, "I'd go out of my mind, but for you, Sister Moon." Pretty cool.  Also in this poem is the line, "My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun." Oh, Gordon, that one is just stolen right from Shakespeare's Sonnet 130 (see here). Gordon doesn't even try to hide the plagiarism. He named his ~album~ 'Nothing Like The Sun.' And it is the first line of the sonnet. Even complete maroons in freshman English know better than to plagiarize so blatantly. So why does Sting, not only get away with it, but is heralded for it? Cause it isn't plagiarism when it's modern poetic license. So there.

BTW, check out the sonnet 130. It appears to be a lovely poem, and in the end quite lovingly devotes the writer to the woman in question (I think. With ancient poems, one is never really sure). But did you notice this gem?:  "And in some perfumes is there more delight, Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks."

Whoa, Billy. I don't pretend to know more about love than the man who wrote Romeo and Juliet, but get real. I mean a love poem with a whole couplet about your mistress' reeking breath! I gotta think there are better ways to go, but if it works for you, go on, B. Shakes'. Who knows, maybe 'reek' meant something different back then. But I digress.
Back to the subject at hand... Step right in. Right on into the inner chamber, Sting. You know Paul Simon over there, I am sure, and don't mind the crotchety little irishman yonder. He is the most brilliant of all, but you just can't talk to him.

MP Reader, note that Bruce, Billy and Ray all received votes. Close followers of the MP will delight in issue #39, as it's one of those editions where every nomination was worthy of votes. These are the editions that we pull down on cold winter nights to read again and savor in front of a fireplace. Enjoy that. And look forward to the soon-to-be-released big number forty.

Now... if I only had a theme for the next edition... yes a theme... need a theme... just need a...

--Sean

Modern Poetry #39 {Egregious Omissions #1}
[10/17/05]
State Trooper by Bruce Springsteen
It Doesn't Matter Anymore by Buddy Holly
Drown In My Own Tears by Ray Charles
**Sister Moon by Sting
My Life by Billy Joel

**Winner of MPulitzer

 

All right slackers, scofflaws, scalawags and rapscallions,

Let's commence to gettin' them votes in. Only eleven are in so far and I know there are over thirty-three on the voter rolls, so our participation is less than 33 1/3 %. That ain't good.

Heck, more than that went out to vote in the last presidential election, and I don't know if you noticed, but the candidates were George W. and Kerry. I mean we've got Sting, Buddy and the Crickets, the Boss, the incomparable musician and icon Ray Charles and Billy Joel. I believe those are all Rock n Roll hall of famers. Think W. and Swift Boat Kerry are hall of fame politicians?

So vote your shares in the MP already.

If you don't know what you're votin' on... You better ask somebody!

Just kidding. Just look here: http://www.macdart.com/mp/mp_039.htm 

--Sean

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And, as we walked Through, the streets of Arklow
Oh the color Of the day wore on, And our heads
Were filled with poetry, And the morning A-comin' on to dawn
-Van

And do you know what dawned on us? Well mainly it dawned on us that there
was all these groovy poems, poets, and poetesses that had yet to be included
in the Modern Poetry -- even though we have featured near #200 poems# thus
far in the MP. Now, I am not the biggest Bruce fan, but 200 poems and no
Bruce? Even I recognize that as silly. And I love Buddy Holly and now the
MP is showing him some love. And of course Ray. And Sting and the Police
have been shut out--crazy. These are only 5 of the E.O. (egregious
omissions). I still have 17 similar oversights in mind for future editions
and I know we all look forward to a happy sunnier time when none can point
to the MP and say, "There is no Dead in there *and* no Clash, R.E.M., Rod
Stewart or Parliament Funkadelic. That day is a coming. Trust me.

For now, you just pick your favorite one of the tunes listed below and send
it to me to vote. I will tally them up and announce the winner. Some of
you are getting the hang of it. Help your brothers and sisters. Enjoy.

--Sean



Modern Poetry #39 {Egregious Omissions #1}
[10/17/05]
State Trooper by Bruce Springsteen
It Doesn't Matter Anymore by Buddy Holly
Drown In My Own Tears by Ray Charles
Sister Moon by Sting
My Life by Billy Joel

State Trooper by Bruce Springsteen
==============================================
New jersey turnpike,
ridin' on a wet night `neath the refin'ry's glow
Out where the great black rivers flow
License, registration: I ain't got none
But I got a clear conscience `bout the things that I done

Mister state trooper, please don't stop me
Please don't stop me, please don't stop me
Maybe you got a kid, maybe you got a pretty wife
The only thing that I got's been both'rin' me my whole life
Mister state trooper, please don't stop me
Please don't stop me, please don't stop me

In the wee, wee hours your mind get hazy
Radio relay towers lead me to my baby
The radio's jammed up with talk show stations
It's just talk, talk, talk, talk, till you lose your patience

Mister state trooper, please don't stop me

Hey, somebody out there, listen to my last prayer
Hiho silver-o, deliver me from nowhere

It Doesn't Matter Anymore by Buddy Holly
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There you go and baby here am I
Well you left me here so I could sit and cry
Golly gee what have you done to me
Well I guess it doesn't matter anymore

Do you remember baby last September
How you held me tight each and every night
Oh baby how you drove me crazy
But I guess it doesn't matter anymore

There's no use in me a-crying
I've done everything now I'm sick of trying
I've thrown away my nights
Wasted all my days over you

Now you go your way baby and I'll go mine
Now and forever till the end of time
I'll find somebody new and baby
We'll say we're through
And you won't matter anymore

There's no use in me a-crying
I've done everything now I'm sick of trying
I've thrown away my nights
Wasted all my days over you

Now you go your way baby and I'll go mine
Now and forever till the end of time
And I'll find somebody new and baby
We'll say we're through
And you won't matter anymore
No you won't matter anymore
You won't matter anymore

Drown In My Own Tears by Ray Charles
==============================================
It brings a tear,
Into my eyes,
When I begin,
To realize,
I've cried so much,
Since you've been gone,
I guess I'm drowning in my own tears,

I sit and cry,
Just like a child
My pouring tears
Are runnin' wild
If you don't think
You'll be home soon
I guess I'll drown in my own tears

I know it's true
Into each life
Some rain, rain must pour
I'm so blue
Here without you
It keeps raining
More and more

Why don't you
Come on home
Oh yes so I won't
Be all alone
If you don't think
You'll be home soon

I guess I'll
(drown in my own tears)
Ooh, don't let me
(drown in my own tears)
When I'm in trouble, baby
(drown in my own tears)
Oh, yeah, baby don't let me
(drown in my own tears)
I guess I'll drown in my own tears

Sister Moon by Sting
==============================================
Sister moon will be my guide
In your blue blue shadows I would hide
All good people asleep tonight
I'm all by myself in your silver light
I would gaze at your face the whole night through
I'd go out of my mind, but for you

Lying in a mother's arms
The primal root of a woman's charms
I'm a stranger to the sun
My eyes are too weak
How cold is a heart
When it's warmth that he seeks?
You watch every night, you don't care what I do
I'd go out of my mind, but for you
I'd go out of my mind, but for you

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
My hunger for her explains everything I've done
To howl at the moon the whole night through
And they really don't care if I do
I'd go out of my mind, but for you

Sister Moon

My Life by Billy Joel
==============================================
Got a call from an old friend
We used to be real close
Said he couldn't go on the American way
Closed the shop, sold the house
Bought a ticket to the West Coast
Now he gives them a stand-up routine in L.A .

I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright
I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life
Go ahead with your own life--leave me alone

I never said you had to offer me a second chance
I never said I was a victim of circumstance
I still belong, don't get me wrong
And you can speak your mind
But not on my time

They will tell you you can't sleep alone
In a strange place
Then they'll tell you you can't sleep
With somebody else
Ah, but sooner or later you sleep
In your own space
Either way it's okay
You wake up with yourself

I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright
I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life
Go ahead with your own life--leave me alone

I never said you had to offer me a second chance
I never said I was a victim of circumstance
I still belong, don't get me wrong
And you can speak your mind
But not on my time