Poetry Friday Question

It was sitting on the table in a cozy log cabin -- rainy day in the mountains. A temptingly fat book. The cover photo was an extreme close-up of a woman's eye .

The title, The Host, and the ring of metallic sheen around the woman's iris whispered Sci Fi. Ahh, this was exactly how I wanted to spend the day. Then I noticed the author...Stephenie Meyer. Ugh.

I only read the first Twilight book. It was a page turner, but it seriously pissed off my inner feminist. (Find some posts/discussion about Twilight here.)

My fingers itched for the book. I read the jacket. Maybe Meyer's better for adults. The storyline was close enough to one of my favorite Star Trek characters, the symbiont Jadzia Dax, that I decided to give The Host a chance.

Part of what hooked me...facing the prologue of the novel was this haunting poem by May Swenson:

Question

Body my house

my horse my hound

what will I do

when you are fallen

Where will I sleep

How will I ride

What will I hunt

Where can I go

without my mount

all eager and quick

How will I know

in thicket ahead

is danger or treasure

When Body my good

bright dog is dead

Read the rest of the poem here.

By the end of the poem, I was hooked. Absolutely loved The Host's combination of sci fi, psychological thriller and survival story. Okay -- didn't love it enough to go back and read more Twilight, but enough to hope Meyer is writing more SF for adults.

How would you answer May Swenson's question? Are you as attached to your body as The Host's Melanie Stryder?

Our lovely Poetry Friday host this week is the always delicious Jama Rattigan. She's sure to have some delectable poetry & recipes.