this is my poem for class written in holden's point of view. the red font shows holden's direct quotes from the book (minus the title, of course).is marriage a lie?
i felt like marrying her the minute i saw her,
wind in her hair like an effortless angel,
her figure adorned with deathly black,
almost tempting me - but is it she that i prefer?
it was a lie of course.
should i follow her? would i be dumb?
she had one of these very loud and embarrassing voices,
i didn't give a damn though,
i'm crazy - i swear to god i am,
all of a sudden i felt like i wanted to marry her,
she was so damn good-looking,
it was a lie of course.
would marriage be sane? correct? normal? perhaps lovely?
lovely my ass.
can a commitment like that last forever?
it starts out when they're young and all,
doubt it grows or ages and doubt love is really true,
i told her i loved her and all,
it was lie of course.
is life planned? map? contract? perhaps destined?
yes; being with someone is the right thing to do,
open your ears - vows tying us down,
making a lot of dough,
stupid shorts and coming attractions,
newsreels and madison avenue buses,
dumb horse races - all those things.
it'd be entirely different - we could have a terrific time!
"c'mon! wuddaya say?" out in the world! the two of us!
i was getting excited as hell,
"don't you want to go with me?"
spur of the moment yet felt right. sane. correct.
i have to admit it - god i'm a madman,
i meant it when i asked her,
it was lie of course.