Sorrows in a legion,
Sorrows none can cipher.
No shaft of wit or weapon
For a people stricken.
Shriveled soil and shrinking
Wombs in childbirth shrieking.
Soul after soul like fire
Beats, beats upward, soaring
To the god of the setting sun.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
You see, I have this tragic flaw...
I read recently in some book about old dogs that humans are the only species that see themselves as the hapless hero in the grand and fateful epic of thier own lives. Whether or not this is true I really have no idea. But it seemed like a good intro at the time.
Actually, my own expirience would lead me to believe the contrary-- if my two dogs do not see themselves as the heros, saviors, and main characters in some kind of melodrama, they have fooled me. Such self-centered creatures. But perhaps at seven they are not old enough. I do not recall any of the giving, beautiful dogs venerated in the book being under ten. Perhaps there is time for a change of heart yet.
But back to the hero typing this post. Greek tragedgies always ended with the downfall of the main character, as well as his wife, his children, his children's children, their children, and the guy who owned the little grocery down the street where the hero once bought his Thanksgiving turkey. The downfall was inevitable and expected. However, for purposes of keeping the audience in at least a little bit of suspense, the Greeks came up with a few twists on the huge, great downfall. Of course, the downfall always came (couldn't let the play end happily or anything), but there was now a total of three different reasons why.
1. The unthrawtability of destiny
2. The terrible and irreversible misjudgement made by the hero
3. The TRAGIC FLAW
Actually, my own expirience would lead me to believe the contrary-- if my two dogs do not see themselves as the heros, saviors, and main characters in some kind of melodrama, they have fooled me. Such self-centered creatures. But perhaps at seven they are not old enough. I do not recall any of the giving, beautiful dogs venerated in the book being under ten. Perhaps there is time for a change of heart yet.
But back to the hero typing this post. Greek tragedgies always ended with the downfall of the main character, as well as his wife, his children, his children's children, their children, and the guy who owned the little grocery down the street where the hero once bought his Thanksgiving turkey. The downfall was inevitable and expected. However, for purposes of keeping the audience in at least a little bit of suspense, the Greeks came up with a few twists on the huge, great downfall. Of course, the downfall always came (couldn't let the play end happily or anything), but there was now a total of three different reasons why.
1. The unthrawtability of destiny
2. The terrible and irreversible misjudgement made by the hero
3. The TRAGIC FLAW
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