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Monday’s Muse: Poetry for The Book Thief

poster-largeLast night I finally got around to watching The Book Thief. When I first learned about this movie and the book, I wasn’t all that interested in it. I had too many things going on at the time. After watching it last night I regretted not going to see it when it first came out. I still haven’t read the book. I was waiting until after I watched the movie because I’ve discovered that I really enjoy the movies more, and can see them in their own light, if I don’t read the book first. And some movies are really rather good, and some books I’ve read recently have left me enjoying the movie more. Then, there are some where I think the movie is just as good as the book (The Hunger Games movies, Gone Girl). I’m hoping this will be the case with The Book Thief.

The movie kept me in it’s grip the whole time. The young actress who plays Liesel is just a beautiful young woman with an incredible talent. She managed to convey emotions that I’m sure she had no experience with, and she did a fantastic job. The whole movie was an emotional ride from beginning to end and left me crying for the last ten minutes of the film. I was inspired not just by lines from the movie but from scenes as well. I ended up writing two new poems and I have an idea for a small story. I truly do not have anything bad to say about this film. It was very well done and, now that I’ve finished re-reading The Hunger Games trilogy, I can get started on the book. For today’s muse I thought I’d post both poems I wrote inspired by something from the film. Please enjoy.

xo Jesi

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As He Cries

By Jessica Scott

 

It crumbles,

The world,

When tears fall from his eyes.

My soul shatters as his heart breaks,

And all I can do is wrap him in my arms

And hope my love can glue him back together.

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The Word for Life

By Jessica Scott

 

Life.

We carry it in us,

The word for it.

Life is what differentiates us from the dust, the clay from the ground.

But what is the word for it?

Do not the letters make it up?

Or is it something more,

Something we cannot spell or define?

Is it not that thing we carry within us that makes us who we are?

This wordโ€ฆ

Soul,

It is what gives us breath,

And makes us live.

Jesi Scott is an aspiring writer of novels, a poet, and blogger. She has guest-blogged over at The Well-Tempered Bards, and has a post featured at For Love Ofโ€ฆ. Jesi has two poems published in Memories of Mist, a literary anthology, and one published story in a newsletter. She is currently working on releasing her first poetry collection as well as writing her first novel. When not writing, Jesi can be found getting lost in bookstores, singing and dancing around the house, experiencing culture with friends, and generally having fun with her four sons when they arenโ€™t driving her weeping into her closet, which she calls her Padded Cell. She loves to rescue stray bookmarks, as well as books, and has opened her heart to any and all stories needing a home. Archery is her current favorite thing ever but you might want to stand back a little as she still has a tendency to drop the bow occasionally.

2 Comments

    • Jessica

      Thank you so much, Fida! I loved the movie. I really did. It was such a beautiful moving piece and I am really looking forward to reading the book now. And I’m so glad you liked the poems. The scene in the movie where Papa is crying about what he did for his friend and how it may have hurt his family was the inspiration for the first poem. It reminded me of the only time I’d ever seen my dad cry. And Max was the inspiration for the second poem. It’s definitely going on my favorites list.

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