Russell Edson write a poem called A Stone Is Nobody's. While reading this poem I found that it related to what I was feeling towards this class. Throughout the class period, I would find myself spacing out, reading through the other poems in this book and finding that I really had no desire to talk about specific poems that were being read out loud. I didn't find them interesting. However, when I saw this poem, it really made me think. It goes like this;
A man ambushed a stone. Caught it. Made it a prisoner.
Put it in a dark room and stood guard over it for the
rest of his life.
His mother asked why.
He said, because it's held captive, because it is
captured.
Look, the stone is asleep, she said, it does not know
whether it's in a garden or not. Eternity and the stone
are mother and daughter; it is you who are getting old.
The stone is only sleeping.
But I caught it, mother, it is mine by conquest, he said.
A stone is nobody's, not even its own. It is you who are
conquered; you are minding the prisoner, which is yourself,
because you are afraid to go out, she said.
Yes yes, I am afraid, because you have never loved me,
he said.
Which is true, because you have always been to me as
the stone is to you, she said.
This poem may have been focused on a different subject matter, but in my own interpretation, probably because of the situation I was in regarding class, I thought it really spoke out about why we are here. We go out and pursue this education that we are told we need, and we believe it without having very much desire or reason. I realized that I was approaching this situation the wrong way, and needed to look at the class from a new perspective; to learn from others about the ingenuity both within themselves, and the authors ability to create that difference in interpretations. So I found my own reason to work towards the education. Can you?
A man ambushed a stone. Caught it. Made it a prisoner.
Put it in a dark room and stood guard over it for the
rest of his life.
His mother asked why.
He said, because it's held captive, because it is
captured.
Look, the stone is asleep, she said, it does not know
whether it's in a garden or not. Eternity and the stone
are mother and daughter; it is you who are getting old.
The stone is only sleeping.
But I caught it, mother, it is mine by conquest, he said.
A stone is nobody's, not even its own. It is you who are
conquered; you are minding the prisoner, which is yourself,
because you are afraid to go out, she said.
Yes yes, I am afraid, because you have never loved me,
he said.
Which is true, because you have always been to me as
the stone is to you, she said.
This poem may have been focused on a different subject matter, but in my own interpretation, probably because of the situation I was in regarding class, I thought it really spoke out about why we are here. We go out and pursue this education that we are told we need, and we believe it without having very much desire or reason. I realized that I was approaching this situation the wrong way, and needed to look at the class from a new perspective; to learn from others about the ingenuity both within themselves, and the authors ability to create that difference in interpretations. So I found my own reason to work towards the education. Can you?