I adore all the made-up words used, and I suspect that's where I got my love of making up my very own words.
And while I'm at it, can I blame Lewis Carroll for my atrocious spelling, too?
(This poem just gave the old 'spell check' a run for it's money!)
I memorized this from start to finish, just because.
JABBERWOCKY
Lewis Carroll
(from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872)
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
8 comments:
Thank you for bringing me back to high school and my fond memories of my English teacher who loved this poem too.
And thanks for visiting my bloggy-blog too!
Hey Tai, if you remember, it was one of the 5 things I posted that not many people know about me: reciting "Jabberwocky" form memory.
Of course, YOU knew already, you're my co-jabberwocker.
Hi Tai.
I think you posted this while I was commenting on your previous post...
I recall "Jabberwocky" from the days of my youth...(though not from memory).
Take care out there!
Your Pal,
Zambo.
When I started my blog, there was actually a brief internal struggle over naming it for the Pobble or the Jabberwocky. Obviously, the Pobble won. Still, there is something wonderful about absurdist poetry. And you either get how wonderful it is ~ or you don't.
I had to memorize that poem in high school I think.
Another one of those cases where a drug-addled writer produced something so obviously drug-addled that as kids, we just thought it was great fun!
And thanks for your help on my site. I'll get your link--and my greatest hits list--up in a few days. I wanted to get a new post out of my system first.
-- david
'Tis a brillig day around here today, and so I rejoice! Callooh! Callay! I plan to go galumphing out & do a bit of whiffling -- hope you are having a frabjous Monday, Tai!
One of mine, too. I love this man.
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