{"sf1_id":216709,"sf2_id":"B1Qp68on","title":"The Wanderer","author":"Sneeze","words":322,"posted_at":"2011-01-26T05:11:00.000Z","tags":["Blues","Death","Music","Poetry","interpretive","jazz","life","scars","sonnet"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/216709-the-wanderer","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/B1Qp68on","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/3f/77/3f77ff8b-5bef-47fb-bf49-394b9cb04739","description":"#3 of Poetry","content":"\u0026nbsp;\n\nForeword: \u0026nbsp;\n\nTell us where you have been, and the things you have done. \u0026nbsp;\n\nAnother poem for you! \u0026nbsp;And it's a SONNET! \u0026nbsp;\n\nThis piece was written as part of an assignment for a class I had last semester focusing on jazz, blues, and poetry. \u0026nbsp;As such this is poetry inspired by jazz and blues! \u0026nbsp;While no single artist was the direct inspiration of the piece, I kinda distilled similar aspects of three musicians' lives to write this piece. \u0026nbsp;I also wanted to try my hand at a very structured form, so I figured a sonnet would be a pretty good exercise. \u0026nbsp;\n\nIf you have anything to say about the work, please don't be shy! \u0026nbsp;Drop a comment or throw me a message, I want to know what you think! \u0026nbsp;I appreciate every comment and piece of criticism that comes my way, and try to use it to improve subsequent writing. \u0026nbsp;I would also like to thank several friends, Mr. Eupherious among them as always, for looking over the poem to make sure it doesn't suck too much. \u0026nbsp;\n\nEnjoy the poem! \u0026nbsp;\n\nContent copyright Sneeze 2010. \u0026nbsp;Please don't use without permission. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n_The Wanderer_\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWanderer:\u0026nbsp; tell us of the places you\n\nHave been, the places we must never go;\n\nSing to us with your golden throat, shrill blue,\n\nImpart to us everything you now know.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTell us how far it dragged you down, please show\n\nWhile you thought those ills far off New York's shore,\n\nYour pleasures did rot, your feelings were blown\n\nAway with Death's wings . . . gone forevermore.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWanderer, tell us how you were restored,\n\nTell us all it took; to reclaim your stage\n\nAfter those fleeting joys left you destroyed,\n\nTell us how you died - yet broke through Death's cage.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnd tell us of all your scars, Wanderer -\n\nHow Death marred your golden throat thereafter \u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Poetry","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/175011-the-soloist.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/216714-little-wings-of-the-storm.json"}}