Dear Friends —
I tried and tried to think about stories and poems today, but all I can think about is Game of Thrones.
“Don’t fight it,” said a former student. “Write about it.”
Sometimes if you’re a writer you just have to go with the flow. Accept your obsession, and let it own you. For a while at least.
So — here are 4 pieces in honor of Game of Thrones, paired with some of the breathtaking fan art on the internet devoted to these books and the tv series.
Please enjoy. Write your own poem or story, craft your own picture, form a nice wax sculptured severed head, or knit a gold cloak if the spirit moves you.
But the main thing: use what moves you.
4 poems for The Game of Thrones
I like to hurt things
that is to say people
or rather animals–
a category, which includes
pain in others creates
a kind of order and frankly
this place is so disorganized
and I like things neat. I like the way
these wriggling creatures
flies, boys, girls, knights
they get quiet under pain
and those heads on spikes
they’re the quietest of all
see how precisely they sit
on top of my dead dad’s parapets.
men like me don’t
last long. we enact the
tragedy of the world of men –
we who are the perfect exemplars are
the ones who die
first: the combat experts, the steel
wielders, the teachers
of the death-dance. we’re brave
but also doomed. and doom is glamorous
if you aren’t living under its sigil.
or dying under it, which
is what I
I am the most mundane
of monsters: the ugly
woman, the tall woman, the
ungainly woman, with skills
that no man wants. Except for
him. But the kill-skill was
all he saw. And somehow that
I almost saw my father
another man blocked
the view, but it didn’t
matter. from then on all
I saw was death death
was all I wanted. not mine
of course, though I don’t
about being killed, only
about killing and learning
to use my body and my will
to get revenge. I am still
small, but my knife list grows now it’s a
sword list an axe list and someday the list
will be as long as 1000 arrows
strung together into hangman’s rope
and everyone I hate will hang
from it then
afterwards — I don’t
if I can stop
because if I ever do
I will have to learn to be
afraid and that’s what
6 thoughts on “Sunday Special: 4 poems in honor of the new season of Game of Thrones, April 6th 2014”
Very, very good.
Thanks so much for reading and commenting! Valar morghulis! ;-D
I’ve been thinking about checking out the show. Now I want to even more.
Thanks Joe! The books are actually quite remarkable, and I am guessing that much of the fan art is riffing off the books, rather than the tv series. That said, the show is terrific — well acted and very satisfying for the most part. Thanks again!
I’m reading a lot of English historical fiction and these poems vividly remind me of those times.
I haven’t seen Game of Thrones, but now I’m interested in the books as my almost next series read. First some more poetry.
Thanks for reading! I think you’ll find the show interesting…