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Showing posts with label Poet: Spike Milligan. Show all posts

Mirror, Mirror -- Spike Milligan

Guest poem submitted by Kamalika Chowdhury:

It's been a while since you've run Spike Milligan on the Minstrels. I
thought this one would make a good addition to the archive.
(Poem #1661) Mirror, Mirror
 A young spring-tender girl
 combed her joyous hair
 'You are very ugly' said the mirror.
 But,
 on her lips hung
 a smile of dove-secret loveliness,
 for only that morning had not
 the blind boy said,
 'You are beautiful'?
-- Spike Milligan
"Spike was entirely his own mad Irish self. He came out of nowhere."
Comedian Stephen Fry's tribute to Milligan's talent speaks perfectly for his
poems. Among the typically crazy comic fare of his verse, there lie poems
that convey a less cavalier and more poignant voice - these are rarer, but
equally memorable. One such is "The Soldiers at Lauro" (Poem #831 on the
Minstrels).

Browsing through Milligan's work, I found another lovely little poem, that
deviates from the norm. This one is not dire and helpless in tone on the
lines of ".. Lauro"; in fact it is soft-textured and full of light, like the
girl's "dove-secret loveliness" and "joyous hair". Nonetheless, it manages
to very gently bring home a huge point about life, love and happiness.

Milligan's touch has a salt-of-the-earth quality to it that makes it
immediately credible. He does not disguise the young girl's objective
ugliness in mirror-image, just as he manages to completely convey her
new-found beauty from within. And what a master wordsmith he was! I can't
imagine a better way to say so much in a single line than: "on her lips
hung/ a smile of dove-secret loveliness".

Kamalika.

Look at all those monkeys -- Spike Milligan

       
(Poem #1554) Look at all those monkeys
 Look at all those monkeys
 Jumping in their cage.
 Why don't they all go out to work
 And earn a decent wage?

     How can you say such silly things,
     And you a son of mine?
     Imagine monkeys travelling on
     The Morden-Edgware line!

 But what about the Pekinese!
 They have an allocation.
 'Don't travel during Peke hour',
 It says on every station.

     My Gosh, you're right, my clever boy,
     I never thought of that!
     And so they left the monkey house,
     While an elephant raised his hat.
-- Spike Milligan
Anyone can produce doggerel, but it's incredibly difficult to write _good_
meaningless verse, the kind that stays in your mind for more than an instant
after your first reading. Spike Milligan manages to do so all the time. His
poems are, if anything, even more whimsical and surreal than those by (say)
Nash or Belloc [1], but there's a bizarre internal logic, a lunatic
consistency, that elevates them to another level entirely.

thomas.

[1] Though I'll admit they fall well short of anything by Lewis Carroll;
there's just no trumping the Master.

[Minstrels Links]

Monkeys:
Poem #1319, Goats and Monkeys -- Derek Walcott
Poem #1483, An Infinite Number of Monkeys -- Ronald Koertge

Elephants:
Poem #1178, Mmenson -- Edward Kamau Braithwaite
Poem #1179, The Blind Men and the Elephant -- John Godfrey Saxe

Hippopopopopotami:
Poem #124, The Hippopotamus  -- Hilaire Belloc
Poem #844, The Hippopotamus -- Oliver Herford
Poem #845, Recipe for a Hippopotamus Sandwich -- Shel Silverstein
Poem #846, The Hippopotamus -- T. S. Eliot
Poem #847, On the Death of Smet-Smet, the Hippopotamus-Goddess -- Rupert
Brooke
Poem #848, The Hippopotamus -- Ogden Nash

Other Large Animals:
Poem #120, The Purple Cow  -- Gelett Burgess
Poem #215, The Loch Ness Monster's Song  -- Edwin Morgan
Poem #775, The Maldive Shark -- Herman Melville
Poem #896, The Kraken -- Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Poem #854, Very Like a Whale -- Ogden Nash
Poem #903, Leviathan -- Anon.

More Spike Milligan:
Poem #701, Teeth
Poem #831, The Soldiers at Lauro
Poem #1044, Contagion
Poem #1196, The ABC
Poem #1207, Hamlet

Hamlet -- Spike Milligan

Guest poem sent in by arvind
(Poem #1207) Hamlet
 Said Hamlet to Ophelia,
 'I'll do a sketch of thee,
 What kind of pencil shall I use,
 2B or not 2B?'
-- Spike Milligan
On reading the recently published Milligan's poem "The ABC", went searching on
the net for more. Whereupon I stumbled across this cute little one. The point
here is, texting is the order of the day and teachers are more worried about
youngsters using these short text forms.

Add to this, the furore created over an essay written by a teen which goes like
"My smmr hols wr CWOT. B4, we used 2go2 NY 2C my bro, his GF & thr 3 :- kids
FTF. ILNY, it's a gr8 plc" (Translation: "My summer holidays were a complete
waste of time. Before, we used to go to New York to see my brother, his
girlfriend, and their three screaming kids face to face. I love New York. It's
a great place.")

And then read this article[1] recently in "The Hindu". To quote from it, "To be
or not to be, that is the question" became "2b r not 2b that's?" or even more
mathematically as: "2b/-2b=?" (Though what Milligan means in the verse is the
pencil type, it very well fits the SMS text of today)

Thats all the much reason why I'm sending the above verse 2 u. oops, to you ;-)

thanks,
arvind

[1] [broken link] http://www.hinduonnet.com/thehindu/mp/2003/03/20/stories/htm

The ABC -- Spike Milligan

Guest poem sent in by Vijay D'silva
(Poem #1196) The ABC
 'Twas midnight in the schoolroom
 And every desk was shut
 When suddenly from the alphabet
 Was heard a loud "Tut-Tut!"

 Said A to B, "I don't like C;
 His manners are a lack.
 For all I ever see of C
 Is a semi-circular back!"

 "I disagree," said D to B,
 "I've never found C so.
 From where I stand he seems to be
 An uncompleted O."

 C was vexed, "I'm much perplexed,
 You criticise my shape.
 I'm made like that, to help spell Cat
 And Cow and Cool and Cape."

 "He's right" said E; said F, "Whoopee!"
 Said G, "'Ip, 'Ip, 'ooray!"
 "You're dropping me," roared H to G.
 "Don't do it please I pray."

 "Out of my way," LL said to K.
 "I'll make poor I look ILL."
 To stop this stunt J stood in front,
 And presto! ILL was JILL.

 "U know," said V, "that W
 Is twice the age of me.
 For as a Roman V is five
 I'm half as young as he."

 X and Y yawned sleepily,
 "Look at the time!" they said.
 "Let's all get off to beddy byes."
 They did, then "Z-z-z."
-- Spike Milligan
   I wonder if I would be looking at alphabets in a new light if I had
come across this when I was learning to read. Well, it would have made
it a more 'happening' experience.  The poem does have the light hearted
eccentricity found in most of Milligan's works which make them so
enjoyable.
   It is just over a year since Spike Milligan passed away. I was hoping
to find a poem with more of the unabashed bizzareness which I love about
Milligan which often provides a welcome escape from reality but this was
too delightful to save for another day.

Vijay

[Martin adds]

Another of those poems that I'd first seen in a book of children's poetry,
when I was Very Young, and vaguely remembered without ever knowing it had a
famous author. In retrospect, children's poetry books tended to have an
incredible mix of poem by famous, obscure and just plain anonymous poets,
and the good ones made it work really well. And, of course, there were all
the wonderful illustrations accompanying the poems. It's a shame that
children don't seem to be reading as much nowadays (if the media are to be
believed) - nothing catches the imagination quite like the written word.

Contagion -- Spike Milligan

Guest poems submitted by James Gilbey:
The hugely talented Spike Milligan - comedian, writer, novelist, poet,
humanist - died in February. I've been waiting for a tribute on the web site
but none has been forthcoming. Taking matters into my own paws, I submit the
following:
(Poem #1044) Contagion
 Elephants are contagious!
 Be careful how you tread.
 An Elephant that's been trodden on
 Should be confined to bed!

 Leopards are contagious too.
 Be careful tiny tots.
 They don't give you a temperature
 But lots and lots - of spots.

 The Herring is a lucky fish
 From all disease inured.
 Should he be ill when caught at sea;
 Immediately - he's cured!
-- Spike Milligan
Thousands of kids that grew up between the 50s and 70s will share memories
of being read bedtime stories from Spike's Silly Verse for Kids. This is one
my dad would read to me and leave pauses at the end of each verse for me to
fill in the words.

Yet Spike is best known for the Goon Show. Dubbed the grandfather of
Alternative Comedy, not a single Python would contest that what they did
couldn't have happened without the foundations that Spike and Co. lay.

Born in Ahmednagar in India in 1918, he received his first education in a
tent in the Hyberabad Sindh desert and graduated there through a series of
Roman Catholic schools in England and India to the Lewisham Polytechnic. He
began his career as a bandmember but has made his name through comedy and
writing.

He is famously quoted as asking that on his tombstone the following be
inscribed: "See, I told you I was ill". I do hope it was. RIP Spike, we'll
miss you.

James.

The Soldiers at Lauro -- Spike Milligan

Guest poem submitted by Siddhartha Joshi:
(Poem #831) The Soldiers at Lauro
 Young are our dead
 Like babies they lie
 The wombs they blest once
 Not healed dry
 And yet - too soon
 Into each space
 A cold earth falls
 On colder face.
 Quite still they lie
 These fresh-cut reeds
 Clutched in earth
 Like winter seeds
 But they will not bloom
 When called by spring
 To burst with leaf
 And blossoming
 They sleep on
 In silent dust
 As crosses rot
 And helmets rust.
-- Spike Milligan
Spike has a magical way with words. The ability to make a poem seem absurdly
simple to compose when it is anything but - unless you are blessed with the
skill - is very rare indeed. In "...Lauro" he captures the choked poignancy
of the moment of burying the dead deftly and with great economy of words. He
manages, at the same time to convey his silent, sad, hopeless anger at the
utter stupidity of war and it abbreviation of a life already too brief.

Siddhartha.

[Minstrels Links]

A very different sort of poem by Milligan is the light-hearted "Teeth",
Poem #701 on the Minstrels. There's a biography accompanying it.

Teeth -- Spike Milligan

       
(Poem #701) Teeth
 English Teeth, English Teeth!
 Shining in the sun
 A part of British heritage
 Aye, each and every one.

 English Teeth, Happy Teeth!
 Always having fun
 Champing down on bits of fish
 And sausages half done.

 English Teeth, HEROES' Teeth!
 Here them click! and clack!
 Let's sing a song of praise to them -
 Three Cheers for the Brown Grey and Black.
-- Spike Milligan
First published in "Silly Verse for Kids", 1959.
Also appears in "Poems on the Underground" (5th ed.), 1995.

A wonderfully irreverent gem from Spike Milligan; readers are strongly
advised to lay their hands on either of the above publications, so as to
savour the accompanying illustration (drawn by Milligan himself).

thomas.

PS. Insightful commentary? What's that?

[Biography]

Terrance Allan "Spike" Milligan, born 16th April 1918.

Dubbed "the godfather of alternative comedy" by Eddie Izzard, Spike Milligan
pioneered the joke without a punchline, paving the way for Monty Python and
all the waves of anarchic anti-format humour that followed in the 60s, 70s,
80s and 90s.

He was the son of an Army Officer posted to the Empire, and was born in
(what was then British) India. Although he fought for the United Kingdom
during the War and has lived in England since 1933, he recently had so much
bureaucratic flak about the official status of his citizenship that he took
an Irish passport instead.

Spike served in the Royal Artillery during the Second World War, which
wasn't the best place in the world to develop an interest in gardening, but
probably helped him secure a sense of humour amidst the tragic but
ridiculous events occuring around him (it certainly helped his bank balance
when he published his war diaries many years later to popular acclaim).

In the early 1950s, he and some other conflict-battered chums by the names
of Peter Sellers, Harry Secombe and Michael Bentine decided to put together
a radio series for the British Broadcasting Corporation. They wanted to call
it "The Goon Show", but the BBC knew best, and decided it should be known as
"Crazy People". At first it was a sketch show, much like its spiritual
successor Monty Python, but a change of producer (and a change of title to,
finally, "The Goon Show") led to a story based format, which only served to
highlight the strangeness of the humour. At first both Milligan and Bentine
wrote scripts for the sketch-based series, but artistic differences made
Bentine go solo and left Spike as the creative core of the outfit until its
final broadcast. The flavour of The Goon Show is very difficult to get
across on paper, as it depended so heavily on sound effects (Milligan ended
the series partly because he had used every tape in the BBC library), Harry
Secombe's joyous timing and the mercurial vocal performance of Peter
Sellers. Indeed it was probably this dependence upon and familiarity with
its radio format that made it stand out from its competitors, both
contemporary and subsequent. An attempt to convert the series' scripts onto
television in the 1960s as The Telegoons did not prove satisfactory.

A lifelong sufferer from depression, Milligan once tried to kill Peter
Sellers (and it's a mark of their friendship that they remained close pals
until Sellers' natural death). The script writing process took a lot out of
Spike, and he often cites it with deep despair as the main cause for his
divorce. Secombe once commented that he and Sellers had all the fun of
performing for a grateful audience at the sunday recording sessions, while
Milligan painfully immersed himself in his craft throughout the week leading
up to it. Eventually, the strain proved too much, and he decided to end the
series in 1959. However, a wave of protest from devoted fans convinced him
to make one extra set of programmes which ended with The Last Smoking
Seagoon on the 28th January 1960. Even this was not to be quite the end, and
The Very Last Goon Show Of All was recorded on television before a Royal
audience (which, alas, did not include the series' most famous fan, Prince
Charles) in 1972. Spike screamed the last line after the applause had died
down: "Now, get out!"

After The Goon Show, Spike went on to write and star in the TV sketch series
Q, and has published lots of written material including his interpretation
of Lady Chatterley's Lover, as well as his famous war memoirs which began
with "Hitler, my part in his downfall". Several characters from The Goon
Show also appeared in a film he made with Peter Sellers called The Muckinese
Battlehorn.

        -- http://www.catharton.com/authors/812.htm

[Links]

Complete Goon scripts: [broken link] http://www.residents.com/Goons/
Complete Monty Python scripts: [broken link] http://www.montypython.net/scriptsindex.php3

There, that should keep you occupied for some time <grin>.