My reading response is going to be over a poem that I read
outside of class that Dr. Davidson recommended for me. It’s called “If I Told
Him” by Gertrude Stein. It fits because it’s like the kind of writing we
learned about on Thursday. When I first read this poem, there were many points
were I had to read it slow and more than once. She uses the same words but
rephrases them over and over. For example, she says:
If I told him would he like it. Would he like it if I told
him.
Would he like it would Napoleon would Napoleon would would he like it.
If Napoleon if I told him if I told him if Napoleon. Would he like it if I told him if I told him if Napoleon. Would he like it if Napoleon if Napoleon if I told him. If I told him if Napoleon if Napoleon if I told him. If I told him would he like it would he like it if I told him.
Would he like it would Napoleon would Napoleon would would he like it.
If Napoleon if I told him if I told him if Napoleon. Would he like it if I told him if I told him if Napoleon. Would he like it if Napoleon if Napoleon if I told him. If I told him if Napoleon if Napoleon if I told him. If I told him would he like it would he like it if I told him.
Like I said, you have to read it slow and really pay
attention since it gets a bit confusing. However, once you get past the
confusion, I found that she really twists the language in a unique, undeniably brilliant
way.
There is also no meter to this poem. Thankfully, there were
spaces between the words unlike the pieces we saw on Thursday. Anyway, once I
had read through it twice, I really enjoyed this poem. It goes outside of my
comfort zone when it comes to reading so I enjoyed the challenge. I also loved
the little bits of language used that stuck out to me. Like, “I judge judge” or
“Can curls rob can curls quote, quotable.” I actually might use one or both of
those in one of my pieces of writing one day. I really enjoyed this piece and I
recommend you guys to read it.
I finally got around ot looking at some of her work as well this weekend. I like the way she recklessly abandons all notions of proper prose and lets her mind wander. This poem reminded me of when you are young and you take a word and say it over and over and over until it makes no sense and sounds strange and then you keep saying it over and over until it makes sense again. Shutters shutting, thats all they do. And for years they will shut and shutter and shut and so ....
ReplyDeleteI found myself finding the double meanings of these words (or making them up) and it reminded me of words that have double meanings. It might be cool to take a Gertrudian stab at playing around with those types of words...
thanks for posting the link!