The poem "Bench" in the 6.1 issue sticks out to me because it reminds me of the line in Nas' song "The Message" that says "I never sleep 'cuz sleep is the cousin of death". Dreaming is kind of a way to escape from reality. We are not awake, we are not living, we are just passengers of an unreal world. Depressed people tend to sleep to escape from their reality. Most people desire to just sleep forever and live no more, so basically to die. Which makes it that sleeping is kind of like dying. In this poem, she hopes that her death was actually a dream, that she was asleep, yet reality is far from the cousin of death, but death itself. This is a great horror element. Living something so awful, wishing it was a dream, but ultimately realizing it is not.
The poem "I keep thinking" in the 6.2 issue is one I can relate to completely. Death or the end of our days, which ever you like. The end. You just wake up and think that you just want it to be over with instead of expecting for it to come. The wait is torture. But at the same time, you don't want it to come because then there won't be a next day. And then what? What is after life? I want it to come to end the wait, but to stay away to enjoy the time. Of course on a lighter (non-depressive) note. I can relate to this when it comes for final projects. For example, this November, I just want the day that I have been waiting for for months, the day I will go to a concert, to arrive, but that means that the final projects will come closer as well, and I definitely don't want that. Or, for example, that you just want the final projects to be over so that they can be over with, but you don't want them to come closer because that means actually doing them and having to go though a lot of stress and existential crises. So yeah, this poem is great.
I really like the overall tone and theme of this issue. I can relate to the poem Hen by Solórzano, one time while vacationing on my families’ ranch I, innocently, was walking around and lo and behold a lamb’s heart was at my feet. Later we ate its meat. Definitely, an interesting poem. Pizarro’s poem about Albert Fish is frightening considering it is based on real life events, unfortunately the drawing makes it hard to read. :c
The poem "Bench" in the 6.1 issue sticks out to me because it reminds me of the line in Nas' song "The Message" that says "I never sleep 'cuz sleep is the cousin of death". Dreaming is kind of a way to escape from reality. We are not awake, we are not living, we are just passengers of an unreal world. Depressed people tend to sleep to escape from their reality. Most people desire to just sleep forever and live no more, so basically to die. Which makes it that sleeping is kind of like dying. In this poem, she hopes that her death was actually a dream, that she was asleep, yet reality is far from the cousin of death, but death itself. This is a great horror element. Living something so awful, wishing it was a dream, but ultimately realizing it is not.
ReplyDeleteThe poem "I keep thinking" in the 6.2 issue is one I can relate to completely. Death or the end of our days, which ever you like. The end. You just wake up and think that you just want it to be over with instead of expecting for it to come. The wait is torture. But at the same time, you don't want it to come because then there won't be a next day. And then what? What is after life? I want it to come to end the wait, but to stay away to enjoy the time.
ReplyDeleteOf course on a lighter (non-depressive) note. I can relate to this when it comes for final projects. For example, this November, I just want the day that I have been waiting for for months, the day I will go to a concert, to arrive, but that means that the final projects will come closer as well, and I definitely don't want that. Or, for example, that you just want the final projects to be over so that they can be over with, but you don't want them to come closer because that means actually doing them and having to go though a lot of stress and existential crises. So yeah, this poem is great.
I really like the overall tone and theme of this issue. I can relate to the poem Hen by Solórzano, one time while vacationing on my families’ ranch I, innocently, was walking around and lo and behold a lamb’s heart was at my feet. Later we ate its meat. Definitely, an interesting poem. Pizarro’s poem about Albert Fish is frightening considering it is based on real life events, unfortunately the drawing makes it hard to read. :c
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