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BtVS EPISODES #25-26 (2:.13-14) "Surprise" & "Innocence" ONE-HAIKU (EPISODE): The ones where Buffy loses her virginity ... and Angel his soul. |
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Rhetorical verse for Tea Time in L.A. #38 - (Talking about Buffy as Shakespeare would have. [g]) Posted by: forensicpoetry - May 06, 2002, 6:33 AM
rhetorical verse in Shakespearean sonnet form }
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Drusilla. Willow. Monkey without pants.
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Her mother's broken cup. And Buffy's scream
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as Spike's mad paramour kills her romance.
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fall from her grasp. Drusilla wishes her
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a "happy birthday" as the horror rips
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our heroine from dreamland's aquifer.
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where flow is unimpeded by constraint
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of reason's narrow channels which compress
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(ubiquitously, hence without complaint) . . .
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In dreams all probabilities are true.
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REFLECTING BACK FROM 25 TO 1 . . .
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it was in Buffy's dreams HER TALE BEGAN.
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Her ancestry of night met morning sun
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as she awoke (and I turned into fan).
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. . . BEFORE WE HEARD her mother call her name
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identifying she (both blessed and cursed
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by slayerhood) whose face would bear that fame.
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upon our viewing minds her fate's long line
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of destiny in visions of her foes.
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Though we could not interpret ev'ry sign . . .
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The title hinted what it all might mean.
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WHY AM I DANCING 'ROUND her dreams so long
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(three sonnets into this long stretch of verse)?
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BECAUSE there's many ways to get it wrong --
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so many ill conclusions people nurse . . .
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in evidence extracted from real life.
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AS WHEN in Buffy's dream Wil's monkey-cracks
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in French implied Oz-talk she shared. No knife . . .
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THE QUESTION IS: WHAT CAN A DREAM REVEAL?
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Vague references to hurts that haven't healed?
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OR can they glimpses from the future steal?
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(Not simply random details duplicate.)
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I ONCE DREAMED of a coral snake and "tongs."
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WELL, NOT EXACTLY "TONGS" . . . I had no name
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for what I saw. Not something that belongs
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within that context. Nothing used to tame . . .
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that made no sense for something meant to hold
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a squirmy snake by pinching at the ends.
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I COULDN'T SEE why such "tongs" would be sold.
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and walked into a show I had not planned
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to spend my life on, nor to waste a dime.
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Just why I picked it . . . DID NOT UNDERSTAND . . .
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to spread a drug lord's victim's mouth. CONFUSED?
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a human mouth. That's what those "bends" were for.
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To let a coral snake crawl deep inside
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the drug lord's victim -- keep an open door . . .
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kept spread by bends I had not understood.
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THIS LITTLE EPISODE I know bequeath
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to you to take whatever that you would.
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I do not claim myself a prophet now
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(I quickly clarify 'fore someone screams).
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But dreams can prophesy. (Don't have a cow.) {g}
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to see what light two episodes have cast.
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IN BUFFY'S SECOND DREAM (no we're not done
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with dreams, but only with my private ones.)
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THE ONE WHERE Angel's walking in the sun.
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"You have to know what you see," his line runs.
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is lifting her black veil, WHICH BUFFY SEES . . .
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. . . then leaps awake to act. She can infer
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the meaning of the dream. It does not please.
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who soon unveils her secret gypsy role
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in Angel's punishment. "That's all she wrote."
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(They turn on her because she's been a mole.) {smile}
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In Buffy's world, sometimes dreams can wear spurs.
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ENOUGH OF DREAMS (Good Lord! Thank God, you say.)
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We turn to love and sex and consequence.
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WHEN WOMEN "give it up," the guy must pay
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much more than it should cost. But, hey, we're dense. {ewg}
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'Twas Joss, not I, that took ol' Angel's soul
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as payment for a loving night with B.
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You get your "happiness," you pay the toll.
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this vile interpretation of the tale.
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You stupid 'guy!' You really need more rest.
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You claim to understand? Good Lord, you fail! . . .
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Restate your case, or we'll all kick your b*tt.
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DEAR LADIES, PLEASE, DESIST. I will rewrite.
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Whatever you would have me say, I will.
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I don't compose this verse to start a fight.
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I'm not a slayer who is out to kill . . .
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OOPS, THERE I GO -- I stepped in it again.
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BUT, golly gee, I cannot tell a lie.
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It surely seems that Joss does not like men.
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THERE ARE NO good, strong men -- 'cept Riley's wife.
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WELL, BLOODY HELL . . . that's not what I had planned
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to say at all. This verse is truly rife . . .
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What can you do when one of them misfires?
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I'M SURE THERE'S SOME TRUTH HIDDEN in that line,
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but Sam & Riley are a LONG way off,
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and so at last I'll promise to confine
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my final words to eps now in our trough.
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as keystones of the Buffyverse. Pure gold.
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I love Drusilla's ev'ry turn of phrase,
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and perfect, wounded Spike need not be sold.
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And Xander's got a girl . . . and better plan.
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If cows have piles of hay, do they still moo?
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These were the episodes that Bronze a fan.
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Nine sonnets dashed in haste. What do you bid? {smile}
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