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The handmaid's tale faults within a two-voice poemThe Handmaid's Tale's Faults within
Critic: Faults fill the book
As we read
Characters circle Reader: Characters Circle
I find myself asking
Critic: Who is that? Who is that?
Luke, Nick, or the chauffeur-lover
Confusion is swirled Reader: Confusion is swirled
Round and round
Critic: Except Except
For with the Aunts
Clear as crystal
Defined they are Reader: Defined they are
I know which is which
Critic: and it makes sense and it makes sense
I feel relieved only their
My mind does not needlessly spin Reader: My mind does not needlessly spin
ConnectionsConnections all around
Sound and content
Her writing has not been bent
Atwood seems unbound
Friends like Poet Jay McPherson add to Atwood's sound
The cottage to which Atwood was sent
Has surely came round and round
You see this with ease
Within Atwood's stories and other works
From writings in school on Newspaper and "Clan Call"
Atwood surely does not make a fuss or tease
About her work it will never become a rolling ball
However Atwood's influence William Blake still lurks.
Within the works we see it is never hidden behind a wall.
Atwood's connections thus are deep
Atwood has always became always lifted
Since Atwood became gifted
Strive Atwood has almost like a leap
Her prowess gains almost as if it is a keep
From the little clothing designs she would make but later rifted
To the paintings she once made which made people utter a peep
Atwood's creativity became louder almost as loud as a crow
Even with influences that somehow became discreet
Writing about women unhappy cert
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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