March 04, 2007

Wrecking a poem

I ought to be writing an essay on the Wreck of the Deutschland. Instead I'm making wrecks of my own.

Writing a good poem is not easy. So how about re-writing one that already exists? It turns outs out this isn't easy either. Alright then, how about purposefully trying to wreck it?

For my wreck I took T.S. Eliot's Mr Eliot's Sunday Morning Service (http://www.bartleby.com/199/23.html). This came after reading an article about the tensions between the six different denominations that share the Church of the Holy Sepulchre in Jerusalem, and my own sense as a member of Britain's fearful, confused and frequently hypocritical middle class  (oh no, I've gone all political). I've tried to retain a sense of the allusion-packed wordiness of the original, but in the context of today's secular media.


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