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Hi Sylvia,
Thank you very much for your visit and comments...
This "humour problem" is a really difficult one. I wanted the peice to seem jocular (arther than humourous) initially so that the final verse - or, at least, the final line was shocking. However, I don't want people amused by the whole thing in some sort of cartoon-humour thing. So I agree about that problem.
Having said that, would not him firing from his beak actually enhance the unwanted humour?
Sorry to disappoint, by the way but I'm not a pacificist and don't believe in passive resistance. If, for example, Britain had been taken over by the Nazis in WW2 (which seemed very likely at times) then I would have wanted us to use any and all means at our disposal to destroy the oppressors. I loathe war and all it brings but freedom must be maintained (Yes, I can debate what freedom means for ever but, shall we say, self-determination for a country?)
I'm no Ghandi, no saint. If I wasn't a coward in WW2 - which is probably highly likely - I'd like to think I was doing all I could to destroy the Nazis, using every and all means available. Though, isn't it a complete failure of humanity that WW2 was ever needed?
This poem, by the way, was partly written with the Nazis in mind. Though I was not advertising that in the poem, per se - but did drop-in part of a prose piece in reply to illustrate the point.
So, from my pheasant's point-of-view I expect him to use the biggest guns he can to do the maximum damage he can.
Now, maybe humour isn't a problem, after all?
Thank you very much indeed; always a big pleasure to see you around - and especially to receive a crit from you, Sylvia.
By the way, how's the broadband going now? Still miss the Net Cafe?
Thank you, James.
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