Siren Song

So the other day I was emptying out the trunk of my car and found an old English paper I had written last year. The paper was one on a prompt to compare the Odessey's representation of the Sirens and the Sirens represented in the poem Siren Song by Margaret Atwood. This poem is one that takes the view point of the siren itself, and is what I think of whenever I hear about the sirens. So I thought I would share it on my blog:

Siren Song

This is the one song everyone
would like to learn: the song
that is irresistible:

the song that forces men
to leap overboard in squadrons
even though they see beached skulls

the song nobody knows
because anyone who had heard it
is dead, and the others can’t remember.
Shall I tell you the secret
and if I do, will you get me
out of this bird suit?
I don’t enjoy it here
squatting on this island
looking picturesque and mythical
with these two feathery maniacs,
I don’t enjoy singing
this trio, fatal and valuable.

I will tell the secret to you,
to you, only to you.
Come closer. This song

is a cry for help: Help me!
Only you, only you can,
you are unique

at last. Alas
it is a boring song
but it works every time.