A little excitement in the Home
Hahah!! we had a little unwelcomed visitor last night. What a we call in chinese bu shu zhi ke(unwelcomed/unexpected visitor). It's jus like one of those stories we write during primary sch on that chinese idiom. A SNAKE in the HOUSE!!! Not a big one of course. A baby one.So there was excitement for some half an hour. The snake was quite sad though... Shall not go into detail of it's gruesome death. This reminds me of a poem we did during lit class.
Snakecharmer by sylvia plath
As the gods began one world, and man another,
So the snakecharmer begins a snaky sphere
With moon-eye, mouth-pipe, He pipes. Pipes green. Pipes water.
Pipes water green until green waters waver
With reedy lengths and necks and undulatings.
And as his notes twine green, the green river
Shapes its images around his sons.
He pipes a place to stand on, but no rocks,
No floor: a wave of flickering grass tongues
Supports his foot. He pipes a world of snakes,
Of sways and coilings, from the snake-rooted bottom
Of his mind. And now nothing but snakes
Is visible. The snake-scales have become
Leaf, become eyelid; snake-bodies, bough, breast
Of tree and human. And he within this snakedom
Rules the writhings which make manifest
His snakehood and his might with pliant tunes
From his thin pipe. Out of this green nest
As out of Eden's navel twist the lines
Of snaky generations: let there be snakes!
And snakes there were, are, will be--till yawns
Consume this pipe and he tires of music
And pipes the world back to the simple fabric
Of snake-warp, snake-weft. Pipes the cloth of snakes
To a melting of green waters, till no snake
Shows its head, and those green waters back to
Water, to green, to nothing like a snake.
Puts up his pipe, and lids his moony eye.
One thing's for sure, we did not charm the snake. In fact it was down right aggressive.
Hahah!! we had a little unwelcomed visitor last night. What a we call in chinese bu shu zhi ke(unwelcomed/unexpected visitor). It's jus like one of those stories we write during primary sch on that chinese idiom. A SNAKE in the HOUSE!!! Not a big one of course. A baby one.So there was excitement for some half an hour. The snake was quite sad though... Shall not go into detail of it's gruesome death. This reminds me of a poem we did during lit class.
Snakecharmer by sylvia plath
As the gods began one world, and man another,
So the snakecharmer begins a snaky sphere
With moon-eye, mouth-pipe, He pipes. Pipes green. Pipes water.
Pipes water green until green waters waver
With reedy lengths and necks and undulatings.
And as his notes twine green, the green river
Shapes its images around his sons.
He pipes a place to stand on, but no rocks,
No floor: a wave of flickering grass tongues
Supports his foot. He pipes a world of snakes,
Of sways and coilings, from the snake-rooted bottom
Of his mind. And now nothing but snakes
Is visible. The snake-scales have become
Leaf, become eyelid; snake-bodies, bough, breast
Of tree and human. And he within this snakedom
Rules the writhings which make manifest
His snakehood and his might with pliant tunes
From his thin pipe. Out of this green nest
As out of Eden's navel twist the lines
Of snaky generations: let there be snakes!
And snakes there were, are, will be--till yawns
Consume this pipe and he tires of music
And pipes the world back to the simple fabric
Of snake-warp, snake-weft. Pipes the cloth of snakes
To a melting of green waters, till no snake
Shows its head, and those green waters back to
Water, to green, to nothing like a snake.
Puts up his pipe, and lids his moony eye.
One thing's for sure, we did not charm the snake. In fact it was down right aggressive.
posted by SpreeQueen at 10:58 am
