A Short Poem…

Keyholes (Written January 29, 2013)

Forget about the author,
Forget about the name,
Look around the glory,
Look around the fame,

Forget the stated story
And read between the lines,
Past author’s own intentions
Lies treasures there to find.

For words are merely keyholes
And we haven’t got the key,
So staring through beyond the wall
See a million sights to see.


“Perhaps there’s another, much larger story behind the printed one, a story that changes just as our own world does. And the letters on the page tell us only as much as we’d see peering through a keyhole. Perhaps the story in the book is just the lid on a pan: It always stays the same, but underneath there’s a whole world that goes on – developing and changing like our own world.”
― Cornelia Funke

This idea really intrigued me when I first read this quote. You hear people preach about the message behind a story all the time. When I read Watership Down by Richard Adams I enjoyed a simple story about animals trying their utmost to live in a world that was not going to help them, persevering against all odds to survive; when my literature teacher read it he thought it was meant to be a political allegory. Disposition and personal history seem to play a huge roll in what a person thinks of a story. When, earlier on this year, I heard a classmate say that we should like a book because it was famous, and the summary is interesting, this was the poem I immediately began to write. Hope it gets the thoughts across. C=

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