Friday, January 29, 2010

Commentary Challenge #1

Wensi Cai's relatively short poem, "ICU (for now)", discusses the impermanence of life and a mortal's vulnerability to death. Written in second person, the poem focusses on a teenager who so unexpectedly, is brought to the precipice between life and death. The title of the poem holds a meaning two-fold. At first glance, the title reflects the setting of the poem: the Intensive Care Unit at a hospital. However, the title also represents the precarious balance between living and dying as it can be read as: "I see you (for now)". Although there is no set rhythm or rhyme, Cai uses other literary features such as alliteration and symbolism to form a work of wistful reflection.

The poem's first two lines open with the vivid image of the metaphorical "ribbon of life" in motion. The repetition of the sound 'tw' in the movements, "twirling and twisting", is relatively lyrical and firm, displaying the rapturousness and vivacity of life. This image is starkly contrasted with the next two lines as the very same ribbon is cut by The Knife. Even the motion of the ribbon is juxtaposed with the words, "flowing and falling" which uses a rather soft enunciation of the 'f' sound. At this point, the reader must question the significance of the capitalized "The Knife". We cannot fail to recognize how easily The Knife "sliced smooth" the ribbon, suggesting that even a seemingly secure and spirited life force can be brought to its end by unannounced instrument.

The next part of the poem takes on a rueful tone as the extinguishment of youth is contemplated on. Here, life and in particular a youthful life, is symbolized by a "freshly grown" flower. The word "just" emphasizes the short life of the newly-formed entity. Like how leisurely and carelessly we may bend down to pluck the head of flowers, a sprightly life may be put out. This life, so unknowingly precious like "shiny dark gems", will become worthless, fit for only wasteland. The speaker of the poem seems to be aware of her loss as the relatively alien emotions of pain and fear overcome her. Her world that was so free and expanse has now been confined to a single place: her hospital bed. Perhaps, like the speaker of the poem, we will only be aware of how cherished our own existence is when we are on the brink of losing it.

The ending lines of the poem leave us at the bedside of the teenager. The uncertainty of her fate is perceptible by the question, "how much time is there left?" The teenager has almost no control over her being with machines controlling her functions. This is only emphasized by the lone sounds of "beep beep!". The teenager can only wait and hope.

Cai has produced a poem that is not only a reminder of the brittleness of a seemingly invincible youthful life but also an elegy of the loss of the life. Although it may be inevitable for youth and life to be taken away from us, we should enjoy both to the fullest.

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I thought I'd never do it... but I did. Good god, I hope I captured the right things Wensi. :/
Ahem. SL English through and through. :D

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Random Thoughts On... mangos and oranges.

So I had a run this morning. I thought I was pretty well geared up with my high-impact sports bra and running shorts. I tied up my hair and put a headband on so that nothing could stop me. For the first few kms, nothing did. That is, until I got onto Toorak Rd.

Now, Toorak Rd. has a lovely set of commercial settings like the BMW dealer, some kitchen display place and a whole bunch of cafes and furniture shops. The main point is that these places have nice reflective windows. Being the vain creature that I am, I like to check out my legs and overall being to see how I fare. So I did, and boy did I get a sight.

Let me put it out on public display: there is NOTHING good about having big mangos. Some particular people might beg to differ (for reasons I have no idea about) so for the sake of fairness, let's do a list of pros and cons.

Pros For A Set Of Yummy Mangos:
  • They apparently "look good" and might draw the attention of the opposite sex. (Is this really a good thing anyway?!)
  • No need for the kiwi augmentation.
  • Extra boost in self-esteem in the form of more mammary gland fat??? (Not quite sure about this I did a quick google and some women claim that.)
  • Bikinis look good. :)
Count: 4

Cons For A Set Of Yummy Mangos:
  • The need for extra support when doing strenuous activities such as sport. I mean otherwise they just flop around uncomfortably, making it look like you're juggling a pair of fruit.
  • Dresses that are normally supposed to sit at a decent and respectable height get hitched up an extra two centimeters, causing it to NOT be decent and respectable. (Cotton On dresses are a perfect example of this.)
  • Some tops might be extra-tight.
  • The phenomenon of being able to see all of you feet when you look down just does not apply with a prominent chest.
  • Bikini tops might move around (a lot) after frolicking in the waves and therefore might cause embarrassing scene.
  • May attract unwanted attention.
Count: 6

It's obvious. The cons for having a prominent chest just far outweighs the pros. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm not about to downsize my mangos or anything. I still have to get that sideburn removal before then. :D

The point is, if you have a small set of kiwis be happy! One person at least envies you for them, not the other way around (My jealousy may have manifested over the years in interesting ways as some of you might know.). If you are a fellow person with a decent size of mangos, at least you can be happy that lots of people pay loads of dough to have what you so naturally possess.

Here ends the words of your wise mango guru.