Rush Hour

The sun, the moon, the stars and heavenlies
Observe the short-lived running round and round
For fame, for pow’r, for gold and vanities—
What passing shadows for which men are bound.
How rare it is for mortals to confound
Their vain pursuits before their days are due—
But then, nothing under the sun’s been new.

 

Colin Lee

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Frank is hosting dVerse’s MTB: Chaucerian Stanza or Rhyme Royal  I’m posting this one in the midst of the morning commute — not sure if it’s an uplifting idea to start the day with. I used the iambic pentameter, with one intended break near the end that pokes fun at the form.

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    1. Thank you, Frank. Precisely, I had “astound” and “found” in mind initially (knowing that I should avoid “ground”, “abound” and such repeated rhyme), and then “confound” found its way to claim the spot. So very glad you enjoyed it, sir.

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  1. The piece has wonderful rhythms & sounds classical, though dealing with modern messaging; nice rocking of the prompt. Strong message, feels existential.

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  2. I loved the meaning in these lines “How rare it is for mortals to confound
    Their vain pursuits before their days are due—” but my favorite part of this poem was that shift in the flow of the last line. Not even sure what you did there, but it subverted (or confounded) my expectations. Nice, Colin!

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  3. I love all the reasons why- ‘For fame, for pow’r, for gold and vanities—
    What passing shadows for which men are bound.’- They are nothing but shadows we chase and mean even less at the end of our life. I enjoyed this!

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  4. So well done. I especially like these lines
    “the short-lived running round and round
    For fame, for pow’r, for gold and vanities”
    Picturing this as Rush Hour….great metaphor. I also sometimes think of it as a never-ending round and round on a merry-go-round with me forever chasing the tail of the horse in front of me…never to reach it…always on that track, up and down up and down and round and round.
    You worked well with the form.

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