Thursday, October 1, 2009

A Circle

During the discussion for “An Octopus” I noticed one line that I hadn’t really paid attention to before. In the poem Moore writes: “Completing a circle, you have been deceived into thinking that you have progressed,” and to me that is very much like her poem.
In the wild, a good sign that your lost is that you have been walking in circles. And the way you come to find out this happened is that you are at the same place you started from. You can’t tell you’re walking in circles otherwise you wouldn’t be doing it. You think you’re going somewhere, unfortunately this is not the case. This is what happened to me while reading Moore’s “An Octopus.”

When I started reading it I was trying to figure out what was going on, but when the descriptions started I felt I knew where I was going. However somewhere between the ice octopus, the “edge like clipped cypress” and the “Goat’s mirror” I became confused again. Then to make matters worse Miss Moore decided to tell me about the distrust the Greeks had for things that are not simple and clear. And then, to makes matters worse, she decides to bring in Mr. Henry James into the equation. This just further confused me but there was a ray of light towards the end.

At the end of the poem Ms. Moore begins to talk about a “white volcano”, “snow falling of the peak” and a “glassy octopus symmetrically pointed.” And just like that I’m right back to where I started. Time to start reading again. Anybody feel the same?

I’ll step up and post one of my own poems. Let me know what you think.

Box of empty ideas
eyes of worthless sights
Mouth full of never’s
could’s, should’s, and might’s
Empty feelings lying
telling empty tales
of others like’em dying
and others giving birth


  1. Wow, I had not realized it either. The path of her poem really does flow like a circle, returning to the start. I did need to reread the poem, but the idea that Moore knows that we will need to reread it is just wild.

    Your poem is very interesting, to say the least. I have trouble understanding what you are talking about, but I can tell that you have and idea that is quite developed. I just can't put my finger on it.

  2. That is a very interesting observation. I would have to agree that I felt the same way. As to why she wrote her poem like that, I am not sure but there must have been a reason. The only idea I have is kind of what you said, that she wanted the reader to become a part of what she was trying to show about the glacier.

    I like the language you use in your poem. I might as well take a stab at the meaning of your poem (sorry if I am wrong). Are you talking about self-deceiving insecurities that makes one think "never, could, should, might" all the while comparing to others and seeing their success? I feel like I am looking to deep or that I am missing something.

    If I am wrong, what is the meaning of your poem?

  3. I did not notice that circular thinking either. I totally feel your pain in being confused while reading "An Octopus". I got lost in all her descriptions and quotations. That's pretty neat how you made that circular connection.
    Your poem is pretty cool. It's pretty ambigious to me though. I think that it is about how people nowaday do not talk about anything intellectual and how we've lost the real meaning of speech. (maybe? haha) Good work.


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