Two Little Poems

Posted on January 16, 2011 | 28 Comments

Vermont

my heart’s home
smells like snow in the air
and manure in the spring
a month of mud at the equinoxes

To the Music Snobs

poo to that
I am a magpie
I like every shiny song I’ve ever heard
and the ones I don’t?
I just ignore

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28 responses to “Two Little Poems”

Alexandra | January 16, 2011 at 3:42 pm | Reply

Just like life, when you don’t like the song being sung? Pick a new one. Adorable.
Evelyn | January 16, 2011 at 4:10 pm | Reply

“poo to that
I am a magpie”
Quite possibly the two cutest lines ever uttered on gchat…
not quite possibly. definitely.
Marian | January 16, 2011 at 5:13 pm | Reply

poetry with the word poo in it. gotta love that.
Eric | January 17, 2011 at 7:57 am | Reply

I think lots of people are music snobs, but each in their own way. But they all look down their noses at anyone who’s musical tastes are different from their own.

My take is, as long as you’re digging the sound and you feel it, it’s just fine.
Kelsey | January 17, 2011 at 7:26 pm | Reply

You may have to take one of these issues up with Polly…
- Evelyn | January 17, 2011 at 8:00 pm | Reply
  
  John Denver is just bad!!!
  that is not being a music snob!
  ha!
  - Carl | January 17, 2011 at 9:47 pm | Reply
    
    Your opinion is perfectly objective, Evelyn, not snobby at all, and I declare it so from my perfectly objective viewpoint!
    - CDG | January 17, 2011 at 10:20 pm | Reply
      
      Alright, you two, take your John Denver Hating somewhere else. At my house? We listen to my music!
      - Carl | January 17, 2011 at 10:48 pm | Reply
        
        Perfectly true!!! When I’m driving, we listen to MY music; When I’m riding in MY car, we listen to MY music. I can always find a good rule to support the requirement for MY music! 🙂
        
        Evelyn | January 18, 2011 at 1:28 pm | Reply
        
        ha! and MY music?
        does not include that sappy mo fo, John Denver.
        I quote Mr. Burns when I say “get a haircut hippie!”
        
        Marian | January 18, 2011 at 10:15 pm | Reply
        
        cdg? you and i can play with john denver as our soundtrack while evelyn pouts. okay?
- CDG | January 17, 2011 at 10:19 pm | Reply
  
  You’re right Kelsey, she probably wouldn’t like Vermont, would she?
Eric | January 18, 2011 at 7:54 am | Reply

John Denver was a wonderfully-skilled word-smith. His musical style might not suit everybody (who’s does?), but just read his words and see.
“Annie’s Song” immediately springs to mind:

You fill up my senses
Like a night in a forest
Like a mountain in springtime
Like a walk in the rain
Like a storm in the desert
Like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my senses
Come fill me again

Come let me love you
Let me give my life to you
Let me drown in your laughter
Let me die in your arms
Let lay down beside you
Let me always be with you
Come let me love you
Come love me again
- Evelyn | January 18, 2011 at 1:29 pm | Reply
  
  oh silly Mr. Alder.
  it dont mean a thing if it aint got that swing…
  - Eric | January 18, 2011 at 2:19 pm | Reply
    
    Like I said, not everybody’s cup of tea. But differing opinions don’t devalue him as an artist. I always try to appreciate talent, even if the form it takes doesn’t appeal to me personally.
    - CDG | January 18, 2011 at 2:38 pm | Reply
      
      No more bickering about this!
      
      Or I will moderate your asses. Both of you!
      - Eric | January 18, 2011 at 5:31 pm | Reply
        
        That sounds kinda kinky… can we try it first, to see if we like it?
        
        (Besides, I was on YOUR side!)
        
        CDG | January 18, 2011 at 5:35 pm | Reply
        
        trouble maker, you are!
        
        encouraging Evelyn, whom we all know to be bossy and stubborn, as well as awesome – EXCEPT about the whole John Denver thing.
        
        Evelyn | January 18, 2011 at 8:43 pm | Reply
        
        I am bossy and stubborn AND awesome. and you wanna know what else I am? right about JOHN DENVER!
        he has the haircut of Oliver! From the Brady Bunch! The jump the shark moment of everyone’s favorite family!
        blech!
        
        Marian | January 18, 2011 at 10:16 pm | Reply
        
        evelyn? you are wrong about john denver.
        that is all.
        
        Carl | January 18, 2011 at 10:22 pm | Reply
        
        I feel a bit sheepish about this, but what does everyone think of Neil Diamond? I can’t wait, but please don’t moderate my backside.
        
        CDG | January 18, 2011 at 10:25 pm |
        
        As the hostess here, I’m going to lay it out clear.
        
        You do NOT fuck with Neil.
        
        You do not.
Carl | January 18, 2011 at 11:03 pm | Reply

I have no guts at all, but as a music snob of the purest kind, I am anxious to spectate.

Sometimes, I do wish I could be a magpie.
- CDG | January 19, 2011 at 6:42 am | Reply
  
  Now I’m maybe a little insulted.
  
  I consider being a magpie a gift. I have a library full of treasures–shiny wonderful things I can pick out and listen to to suit any mood I might have, any circumstance I find myself in.
  
  Also? I think I have pretty excellent taste, but I’m not above grooving to a goofy old song, or crooning to a beautiful voice, even if it comes via an easy listening genre label.
  
  I challenge you.
  
  Define your “snobbery.” Only classical? No “crap?” Nothing after John Lennon died? The Beatles were wankers? Johnny Cash was a god? Johnny Cash was too into god at the end? Rock and roll is dead? Anything after Gregorian chant blows? Emo is for tweens?
  
  Seriously?
  
  Me? I love playful music. I love poignant lyrics and sassy lyrics and smart lyrics. I love complex harmonies. I love simple rock songs. I love swing and classical music. I even like the occasional country song or hip hop track.
  
  And now I have to get off my soapbox and go to work.
Carl | January 19, 2011 at 8:22 am | Reply

Oh, no insult intended at all – I think I meant to say that I wish that I were more open-minded with music. I was a music composition major and my mom was a concert pianist, so I am familiar with music snobbery. I couldn’t have a pop album until I paid for it with my own money – It was BTO’s Taking Care of Business.

I love all kinds of music, but I mostly enjoy hard or serious classical from any era or hard rock from any era, some jazz, very little country, and lots of modern classical. I am a complete snob when it comes to formulaic pop music – I hate it. I listen to music for the music first and then if the lyrics happen to be good, great! I think most people listen in the opposite manner.

I get myself into trouble with the anti-pop stance because I am usually missing the love of lyrics that so many love about formulaic pop because I am listening for art from the music. I define art with music as something I can listen to over and over and each time I get something different from it.

I am sorry if I was snobby or insulting! 😦 🙂

Now back to my Nine Inch Nails and maybe a little Mozart afterwords!
Eric | January 20, 2011 at 7:10 am | Reply

Wasn’t this post originally about two little poems or something?
Nigel | January 20, 2011 at 3:14 pm | Reply

Ooooh! Shiny music! That kind is my favorite!
- CDG | January 20, 2011 at 3:16 pm | Reply
  
  I knew you’d understand!