from "While Passing Through"/Summer
Mr. Cockroach,
first, you looked out of place, then
acted so guilty
almost immediately
after I turned the light on.
Well, at least he has a conscience! ! ! Perhaps even more than some people... good poem
you made me laugh, smoky. yes, the lack of conscience in some, often those " at the top, " is hard to fathom. thanks for the laughter and the affirmation. -glen
When you address 'Mr.Cockroach', you draw comparison of the particular aspect of cockroach behaviour with human beings.The guilt feelings make one hide in darkness.A nice Tanka, thanks for sharing.
The unmentioned special aspect of this poem is your absence of revulsion toward the VILE INSECT! You find instead some similarities: humans too are out of place in their earthly exile and often feel guilty. (" Before God all men are guilty." Kierkegaard) You found common ground with one of God's most despised creatures. For the opposite reaction and a surprising conclusion, read THE SNAKE by D.H.Lawrence - it's remarkable.
i'll check out the snake, daniel. i may have read it before, but i'll have to revisit it. i'm not fond of las cucarachas—so i'm glad their visits to my abode are rare. but i don't like killing things—who of us can create life? so our usual practice is to capture them under a glass or canning jar and usher them back outside. thanks for reading and commenting. -glen
Summer is the time when cockroaches breed! They hide in the dark corners of our house during day time. When night arrives, they come out! If we put on the light, they stay puzzled and guilty as they know that human beings don't like their intrusion! Interesting observation!
hi, valsa! fortunately the kind that come in our house occasionally really prefer the outdoors, their habitat. so to see one, as this guy, really stood out. thank you for reading and commenting. hoping you're well, glen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well Glen! This is a remarkable poem! Mr Cockroach has been given proper respect and a status. You have so interestingly portrayed the behaviour of the cockroach you saw when you turned on the light. A Tanka that i enjoyed thoroughly.
thank you, geeta. of course i don't enjoy seeing them on my floor, but they too have the spark of life and like us want to live and thrive. the one in this poem, as is usual, was captured under glass and ushered outside. for another poem of mine on his kind, see " choices." -glen