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Unformatted text preview: Laughing With One Eye: Schnakenberg 1. Nightfishing: The kitchens old-fashioned planters clock portrays A smiling moon as it dips down below Two hemispheres, stars numberless as days, And peas, tomatoes, onions, as they grow Under that happy sky; but though the sands Of time put on this vegetable disguise, The clock covers its face with long, thin hands. Another smiling moon begins to rise. We rift in the small rowboat an hour before Moring begins, the lake weeds grown so long they touch the surface, tangling in an oar. Youve brought coffee, cigars, and me along. You sit still, like a monument in a hall, Watching for trout. A bat slices the air Near us, I shriek, you look at me, thats all, One long sobering look, a smile everywhere But on your mouth. The mighty hills shriek back. You turn back to the lake, chuckle, and clamp Your teeth on your cigar. We watch the black Water together. Our tennis shoes are damp. Something moves on your thoughtful face, recedes. Here, for the first time ever, I see how, Just as a fish lurks deep in water weeds, A thought of death will lurk deep down, will show One eye, then quietly disappear in you. Its time to go. Above the hills I see The faint moon slowly dipping out of view, Sea of tranquility, sea of serenity, Ocean of storms you start to row, the boat Skimming the lake where light begins to spread. You stop the oars, midair. We twirl and float. Im in the kitchen. You are three days dead. A smiling moon rises on the fertile ground, White stars and vegetables. The sky is blue. Clock hands sweep by it all, they twirl around, Pushing me, oarless, from the shore of you. Organized in 3 poems (strophes) o Medium-sized, long extended stophe, then 5 lines The old-fashioned planters clock o Has to do with when to plant- doesnt just give time of day- it goes days, months, years, - represents the power of it involving remorselessness- she feels that its inappropriate that it has a smiling face, when it should have a sad face; at complete variance with how she feels She cannot stop it from smiling, but she is incredibly sad-represents the antithesis o Happy sky- poem begins with total ironic displacement- she has to supply the melancholy/sadness that the clock and sky dont Its indifferent to her loss, the thin hands of the clock are too thin to block the smiling moon & happy sky Life goes on; relentless motion of time passing o 2 nd strophe- perfect present tense memory- her and her father go night fishing- pleasurable memory- only her and her father went- not her sisters he brought coffee, cigars, and me she sees something, but cant quite explain it something shows melancholy and projecting forward to te present, she now can describe what she saw on her fathers face- metaphor to the fish looking back she can now tell that it was death she saw I his face- something lingering; he wants to enjoy the time he has, yet he knows hes dying- the little girl cant tell, but now she knows thats what she saw in his face...
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