BSG crackpoetry: "The Love Song of Samuel T. Anders"

[boom_queen]

My muse was flaky with me on this one. Several passages just flowed out perfectly, and others still aren't what I'd hoped. But I really love the last half--pretty much everything from line 75 on. The original takes a while to develop momentum too, so be patient with it

Comments

[dionusia]

EPIC! Oh, I am so in awe. (And I had no idea you were so close to finishing! GLEE!)

Aaaaa I LOVE THIS!

I wish I was more coherent right now! But this:
Should I, after fake husbands and daughters and lost brothers
Have the strength to put myself before the others?

Oh, Sam! Poor dear!

And your solution for the ending--perfect. Truly. I can't express how much I love

I have heard the klaxons singing, each to each

and

Till Cylon voices wake me, and I drown.

Sniff. You're incredible.

Oh frak, what can I possibly do to dedicate to you that would be half as great? Eeek. Good lord. Tell me what to do! Prithee, TELL!

[boom_queen]

Thank you so much darling! I'm so glad you liked the ending too. When the klaxons line clicked for me, that's when most of the poem fell into place. Who knew that Sam had so much for potential for angsty and indecisive identity crises!

And your promise of a Kara villanelle is all the present I could ever ask for. Can't wait :)

[after_the_rain_]

this may be one of the best fandom works i have ever read.

[boom_queen]

Wow. *blushing* Thank you so much!

[bop_radar]

Wow! That is an awesome premise--it makes Sam way more interesting! ;-) And he (and you) totally owned this poem by the end! *awe*

I love how in Sam's eyes (here) Lee's this total stud. *giggle*

So that's it … After all this time … (120)
A switch goes off and and I know my kind.
This worked SO WELL. I love that by the time you reach this place, you've fleshed out Sam's self-awareness about his role, and how he's almost the Fool.

It works so well!! Crackpoetry comes into its own...

[boom_queen]

Funny isn't it? I actually respected/cared-about Sam a lot more after I had written this poem. I hadn't really spent much time thinking about his character before (other than as Mr. Thrace). But playing around with him as the Fool/Prufrock, and how being a cylon will inevitably wreak havoc on his relationships and his identity next season, were very cool.

Thanks for the awesome feedback K :) And yay for crackpoetry!

[latteaddict]

Awesome! The more I read the easier it flowed and I really got into it. It was like a highlight of events from Sam's POV. Bravo!!

[boom_queen]

Thanks latte! It's definitely the longest time I've ever spent in Sam's head. I'm glad the flow picked up as it went on (it is such a very poem...). Thanks for reading :)

[alissabobissa]

Oh, wow. Very nice. I love that this is Sam's POV. I think you nailed so beautifully his feelings of being second best in lines 111-119. Just perfect.

I should have been a pair of ragges gloves
Skimming across her sides during pyramid.
I really like this image, that maybe he thinks of himslef as a pair of ragged gloves.

And the last stanza is lovely.
Till the Cylon voices wake me, and I drown.

This is kinda heartbreaking, and it's making me remember why I love Sam so much. And do you mind if I friend you? dionusia is always recommending your stuff, and I would really love to keep up with all your great crackpoetry!

[boom_queen]

Thanks alissa! I friended you back :) I'm so glad you're enjoying the crackpoetry too--dionusia and I seem to be on a roll lately (as writing crack is sooooo much more fun than real work).

And thank you for the lovely feedback. I'm really pleased that POV seemed honest--Sam's story is pretty heartbreaking right now!

[hazyshade]

Oh WOW. It may be a crackpoem, but it was also extrememly moving! Poor poor Sam.

For I have known them all already, known them all:-
Have known the Sixes, Sevens, Threes, (50)
I have measured out my life in resistance to these;

*sniffs*

I love this! Thankyouthankyouthankyou! :D

[boom_queen]

oh thank you hazy! What lovely feedback--I'm so pleased that you found it moving. D and I have been talking about how not all crack has to be silly/humorous, or how it can be crackish and angsty at the same time.

And I'm really happy you liked that stanza. I know all of the final four are experiencing a certain amount of heartbreak at realizing that they ARE the enemy they have been fighting against for the whole series--but Sam's identity has been exclusively as a resistance fighter for so long. So sad and angsty! I can't wait to see where his character goes next season.