TeaTimeSunday / SONNETS
BUFFY-VERSE SERIES (40-41)  SONNETS #42-49 of 154  (50-57)
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BtVS EPISODE #11 (1.11) "Invisible Girl" ONE-HAIKU (EPISODE): The one where Buffy fights an invisible girl ... (Ignored, she vanished.) |
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Sonnetizing BtVS#11 "INVISIBLE GIRL" (for Tea Time in L.A. #22) Sonnets #42-43 ORIGINALLY POSTED AT (UPN) WWW.BUFFY.COM ... BEFORE ALL FORUMS WERE DELETED 9/19/02 ... CLICK THE BRONZE SKULL TO SEE ARCHIVE COPY OF (NONCOLOR) VERSION (FOR COMPARISON) |
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Rhetorical Verse (in Shakespearean sonnet form) about BtVS#11 "INVISIBLE GIRL" Posted by: forensicpoetry - Apr 15, 2002, 10:15 AM
rhetorical verse in Shakespearean sonnet form }
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when artists stretch beyond their competence
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to capture the complexity contained
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in social interaction's violence.
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(Except for Ayla,{CLAN OF THE CAVE BEAR} |
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without the tribe.) No need to crucify:
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There was no pizza shop the cursed could phone.
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IF NO ONE LISTENED to your pleading voice.
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When tribal eyes REFUSED TO LOOK, they carve
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you from what's life itself. No second choice.
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what, first-hand, "the unpopular" discern.
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YOU SAY: "OLD HIST'RY. Now the world has changed.
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If school tribes shut you out, that's just a game
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that soon will fade -- UNLESS you are deranged
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enough to care enough to kill and maim . . .
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OR, "better yet," who choose to take the time
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to fire word paint-balls -- |
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With words and silence girl-slights are "sublime."
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those with'ring stares of condescension meant
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to say "we will not deign to waste our breaths
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on worthless nothings. STAY OUT OF OUR TENT!"
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on "others." What "the cool" teach in their course.
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WHICH BRINGS US TO OUR BUFFY EPISODE:
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Already shown in BOLD-CAPS prev'ously,
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the message written by the girl -- "in code,"
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thought Willow -- but quite plain for you and me.
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THE GIRL who only sought to bring her soul
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into communion found herself out-caste
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where "mean-girls" hold the damned remote-control . . .
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The writers stacked her deck to make it worse.
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Not even teachers saw her high hand shout,
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"oh please just call on me." |
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Well, someone must play LOSER to our champ.
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AND SO ANOTHER "CRAZY LOSER" TALE'S
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transmitted to a world that "knows it cold."
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The ones who suffer ... each sad one who fails
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to find their place in high school, so we're told, ...
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You mix that angst with Hellmouth, and watch out!
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But EV'RYWHERE, we'll keep an eye on THEM.
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AND NOW THE TWIST, |
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and dragged the challenger to where she'd LEARN
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to be a useful citizen. The catch?
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"The pow'rs that be" |
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They hate. They kill. Deniability.
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go on until we reach One Fifty Four?
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(The count of times that Shakespeare chose to kiss
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the sonnet stone . . . until he closed the door . . .
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WELL , LET'S PUT IT THIS WAY, I've sworn to reach
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that self same number . . . so I've upped the pace
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with which I crank the wheel. The speed "I teach" . . .
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The Bronze environment (with all its flaws)
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inspired me to the pure insanity
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of bringing to that chaos, some strange laws . . .
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produce some good effects. Hmmm, well, knock wood.
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But now that I've explained why I write on
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into the hours when only Dracula
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and his dark kin raise up to smile, condone,
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the labor of this verse. I'm drunk. Ha ha.
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but on the juice that comes from your own voice
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when bottled in verse form.
My rule of thumb
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is make your case quick so the rest rejoice.
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must sometimes be just kickboxed like poor Spike
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when Buffy goes insane and jams her knee
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into his private places: "Take a hike!" ... ...
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I'm glad you mentioned that . . . back there we go.
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I THINK THAT GOOD OL' XANDER said it best
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WHEN AFTER Cordy quickly turned her face
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away from "weirdo" Buffy and the rest --
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when gratitude so quickly did erase . . .
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as first priority in her mean life.
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"Where is Invisi-Girl |
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Yes Xander "joked" about that girl with knife, . . .
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creates an anger that is justified.
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No, we don't want no Uzi's loose at schools,
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but social villainy can't be denied.
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goes hand in glove with popular (and rich)?
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AND MUST the social darwinism scheme
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FRAME school environments without restraint?
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Must even teachers play on the same team
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of pecking order rules? WELL, I'm no saint . . .
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BUT institutions can grow to include
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new "processes" that are designed to kill
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the need for violence which can intrude . . .
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to let these bastards get away with this."
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THE ANSWER'S new procedures that defuse
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the standard pecking system, |
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That makes eight sonnets. Time to quit . . . and smile.
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