Andrea Bocelli performs "Romanza"

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RE your Final Exam

So the final exam is on the 5th of December and if you have been looking at your calender that is next week Wednesday. The timetable places it @ 8:30 am in the Main Chapel.
The exam consists mainly of two sections.

Section A is objective like and consists of the information that we have been looking at in our text and the sectionals about Poetry and Fiction for the past weeks in the semester.
Section B consists of analysing our own personal pieces. One poem of choice and our short story, these should be printed and taken to the exam and attached to the paper at the end.

REMEMBER it is not a justification of why you chose to write that poem or story, but it is a critical analysis of whether or not your work fits the category, of "what makes a poem a poem" and "what makes a story a story."

GOODLUCK!

Crazy Love

Love isn’t love if it’s not shared

It’s sort of like a magic penny:

You put it in your pocket and you aint got any

Isn’t that weird?

So, I want to share my love with you

Not the type of love that inexperienced wanna-be love

Gods sing about

But the mad crazy love

Not the kind that grace or TV screens

Or the kind in romance novels

I said, it’s crazy love

The love that makes you high sort of walking on cloud 9

The love that bubbles in your heart like a volcano ready to

Erupt

I want to love you crazy

Like teenagers love cell phones

Like … like Cupid loves his bow

Like God loves the church

Like animals love spring

Like a groom loves his virgin bride

I want to love you more

More than Carl Marx Loves communism

More than Rastafarians love High Grade

More than Americans love their constitution

MAD SICK HEAD NU GOOD kind of love

The love that makes you smile for just remembering

The love that makes you nervous if you are forgetting

Sounds crazy eh?

That’s because it’s crazy love

The kind of love that when you hear a song…

It makes you bite your lips and curl your toes

YEA… CRAZY, CRAZY LOVE

I want to love you more…

More than ghetto people love gossip

More than politicians love scam

More than I love to nyam

More than Michael Angelo loves painting and waiters love Waiting

More than Shakespeare loves staging

More than pastor’s love preaching and teachers love Teaching

CRAZY, GRAZY LOVE

Yes, I want to love you more…

More than Mozart loves the piano

And Bach loves the concheirto

More than Patti La Belle loves to sing

And Laborites love to ring

I want to love you BAD

Like Vybz Kartel loves slackness

Or Maya Angelo loves blackness

Yea……………

Like a dentist loves cavity

And Jamaicans love poverty

Like Louise Bennett loves Patois

And beauty queens love the camera

I want t love you STINK

Like the smell of pungent cow dung on a cool early

Morning

Like scratching you malodorous toes after a hard day at

Work

That’s crazy, CRAZY LOVE

I want to love you SWEET

Sort of like whip-creamed strawberry and a sip of dry white Wine

Like lighting scented candles and makes you a peach

Scented bubble bath

While listening to the beat and the rhythm of your heart

I want to love you PURE

Like the wind from a virgin forest

Like… like a child’s first day at school

I want to love you WHOLE

Not some of you but all of you… with all your faults

So, love is tender

Love is true

Love is crazy

Just like me and you.

William Ebanks

(Class of 2012)

Ode to the Beef Patty (free verse)

Golden brown envelope

Flaky crust light with just with slightest crunch

Spiced underneath with steamy lust

Not violated with alien injection of cheese and tomatoes

Nor to be mentioned the cold crisp of bitter lettuce

For this desecration many taste buds have perished

Instead it virtues must be attributed to that of a seasoned hand

With right amounts of onion and thyme

And vengeance like only a scotch bonnet pepper can

This dark magic of food blessed

With steamy spirits emitting from it breasts

When all the alluring evil of the spiced demons wrought

Can only be quenched with a cold Red Stripe

And be brought to naught

And when it is consumed unlike a tart, danish, pizza or quiche

Temperature must be paramount for the body to be appeased

Whether solo or consummated with coco bread

Dear friends do so with caution

Since your mouth can tell a tale of pain due to scalding.

Holden Hudson

(Class of 2012)

PARAPROSDOKIANS

PARAPROSDOKIANS... (Winston Churchill loved them) are figures of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected; frequently humorous.

1. Where there's a will, I want to be in it.

2. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on my list.

3. Since light travels faster than sound, some people appear bright until you hear them speak.

4. If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong.

5. We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.

6. War does not determine who is right - only who is left.

7. Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.

8. They begin the evening news with 'Good Evening,' then proceed to tell you why it isn't.

9. To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal from many is research.

10. Buses stop in bus stations. Trains stop in train stations. On my desk is a work station.

11. I thought I wanted a career. Turns out I just wanted paychecks.

12. In filling out an application, where it says, 'In case of emergency, notify:' I put 'DOCTOR.'

13. I didn't say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.

14. Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy.

15. Behind every successful man is his woman. Behind the fall of a successful man is usually another woman.

16. A clear conscience is the sign of a fuzzy memory.

17. You do not need a parachute to skydive. You only need a parachute to skydive twice.

18. Money can't buy happiness, but it sure makes misery easier to live with.

19. There's a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so they can't get away.

20. I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not so sure.

21. You're never too old to learn something stupid.

22. To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first and call whatever you hit the target.

23. Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.

24. Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.

25. Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.

26. Where there's a will, there are relatives.

Finally...

I'm supposed to respect my elders, but it's getting harder and harder for me to find one now.

 

The Dark (#2)

There is envy in my eyes, Hate in my mind.
A thick blackness in my heart, no love will you find.
My Tears are Cold...Frozen.
My little heart shattered...Broken.
My mind is clouded with devious thoughts,
My body, weary from the battles it fought.

My wings have been clipped, I have Fallen.
The voices in my head have stopped calling.
The path before me lacks light,
I have stayed in The Dark for too long, it has made me a ghastly sight.
I will stay in this Dark until the end...
For it is all I have... It is my only friend...

Rajae Williams 

(Class of 2009)

Upcoming

Coming tomorrow, we have poems by Rajae Williams, Holden Hudson and William Ebanks, also on Friday there are a list of witty quotations and sayings bound to make your creative and humorous juices flow.