Alice, Eaten, 2005
- Alice, Eaten, 2005
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Title
Alice, Eaten, 2005
Subject
Carroll, Lewis, 1832-1898. Alice's adventures in Wonderland
Description
A series of twelve poems by Siel Ju. Letter of application included.
Creator
Ju, Siel
Source
Box 1, Folder 3
Publisher
[host] University of Southern California. Libraries
Date
2005
Rights
Special Collections, Libraries, University of Southern California
Doheny Memorial Library, Los Angeles, CA 90089-0189
specol@usc.edu
Doheny Memorial Library, Los Angeles, CA 90089-0189
specol@usc.edu
Relation
[collection] G. Edward Cassady, M.D. and Margaret Elizabeth Cassady, R.N. Lewis Carroll Collection
Format
poems
Language
eng
Type
text
Document Item Type Metadata
Text
From “Alice, eaten”: A series of Twelve Poems
Siel Ju
the rabbit sends in a little bill
alice had no creative juices.
she thought, i’ll just see what this bottle does
with old ice cubes frozen and cracked neatly at the seams,
ready for a glass and tonic.
time ran behind her, playing house.
alice said, at least i’ve moved the mess
and concentrated it
onto a desk. or two.
a ringing silence.
to the little vials:
i’ll break you on my tongue
and hold your juice in my mouth
cool, like genuine sulphur.
she pushed her teeth through, chewed methodically,
philosophically.
a fashionable apathy.
there ought to be a book written about me, alice mused quietly.
something interesting is sure to happen
whenever i eat or drink anything.
beware, sweet words.
i’m coming to devour you.
A mad tea-party
alice was lost in a maze of bright thoughts.
she was at a loss: how to darken them appropriately,
convincingly.
she tried to inject them with a lazy angst.
she wrote: how to begin writing—
well, i’ve already begun.
alice needed inspiration: what dark stories are there?
one without much of a plot.
she wasn’t much for memory.
in eight minutes she filled a page,
on to the next one
in the twinkling of a bat.
what will happen to alice?
she admitted: my m’s wind tightly like mousetraps.
the muchness of the moon. munchies.
sweetening her tea with maple crystals
alice considered the reader.
a threat: you should thank the postmaster that i’m writing you
at all.
remember my warning. do write back.
Siel Ju
the rabbit sends in a little bill
alice had no creative juices.
she thought, i’ll just see what this bottle does
with old ice cubes frozen and cracked neatly at the seams,
ready for a glass and tonic.
time ran behind her, playing house.
alice said, at least i’ve moved the mess
and concentrated it
onto a desk. or two.
a ringing silence.
to the little vials:
i’ll break you on my tongue
and hold your juice in my mouth
cool, like genuine sulphur.
she pushed her teeth through, chewed methodically,
philosophically.
a fashionable apathy.
there ought to be a book written about me, alice mused quietly.
something interesting is sure to happen
whenever i eat or drink anything.
beware, sweet words.
i’m coming to devour you.
A mad tea-party
alice was lost in a maze of bright thoughts.
she was at a loss: how to darken them appropriately,
convincingly.
she tried to inject them with a lazy angst.
she wrote: how to begin writing—
well, i’ve already begun.
alice needed inspiration: what dark stories are there?
one without much of a plot.
she wasn’t much for memory.
in eight minutes she filled a page,
on to the next one
in the twinkling of a bat.
what will happen to alice?
she admitted: my m’s wind tightly like mousetraps.
the muchness of the moon. munchies.
sweetening her tea with maple crystals
alice considered the reader.
a threat: you should thank the postmaster that i’m writing you
at all.
remember my warning. do write back.
Original Format
poems
Collection
Citation
Ju, Siel, "Alice, Eaten, 2005," in USC Libraries Exhibitions, Item #15, http://omeka.usclibraries.com/exhibits/show/wonderland/main/item/15 (accessed September 8, 2010).