Richard Cory...

reading time and they were talkin about how that nyc case (on april 5th where that guy blocked a door and shot up an immigration center) was nothin new. apparently, gun sales are on the rise (some to protect against recession-related crime & bc fear of obama tightening gun laws)...i say all this to say they started off the excerpt w/ a line from e.a. robinson's richard cory.

i was uber intrigued so i looked it up and read it... a lil erie, but me likey. takes me back to north atlanta high school english when we used to read poetry and annotate like nobody's business! anywho, here's the poem:

Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean-favoured and imperially slim.

And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good Morning!" and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich, yes, richer than a king,
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine -- we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.

So on we worked and waited for the light,
And went without the meat and cursed the bread,
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet in his head.

i tend to like shorter poems, so that's probably another reason i like it. thoughts??

song o the day: richard cory (simon & garfunkel) can't go wrong w/ paul & art, plus the song is so fitting...