The poem I selected was the Cremation of Sam McGee. It's very atmospheric (all of his work is) and very spooky. Give it a read and you'll see why I chose it.
Inside Sam McGee's tent, as he prepares to head out on his final trek through the Yukon cold.
Dawson's pass, or as I like to call it, The Gates of Hell, Frozen Over.
Sam's final moments are filled with dreams of home, the warm cotton fields of Tennessee.
Filled with dread, our narrator approaches the derelict where Sam's body burns.
There's lots I'd love to fix on these, and the finals printed out quite dark so they looked even worse but you gotta get burned by printing at least once, I say, to learn the lesson right. Tighter pencils, better value control and painting a little less sloppy are my other lessons for this week.
3 comments:
I once went to a reading of Sam McGee in Robert Service's old cabin in the Yukon. Love it! Spooky with a touch of humour.
So awesome! I'm sure that kind of atmosphere made it even cooler. Johnny Cash does a good rendition.
I can't believe I'd never heard of the dude...
love the upside down farm shot man.
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