Upon returning from Deutsch class,
Where we spoke of Sturm und Drang,
I reminisce about Schiller’s scull in glass
and think it rather wrong.
Maybe it’s just komisch
your best friend stealing your noodle
somehow it makes sense, I wish
a really great poem he did doodle
Schiller and Goethe, the poets
quite a pair were they!
and even after death we know it,
“Schiller’s” head was on display!
The inspiration knew no bound’ries,
words flowed without a hitch,
like blacksmiths in metal foundries
he truly found his niche
Know nature, life, and death alike
looking in his hollowed out eyes
you never know! Inspiration may strike
inspired, like lightening, o’re the skies.
IF you don’t know:
Schillers Schädel–Schiller’s skull–which Goethe (secretly) had people steal 25 or so years after Schiller died, which he kept and displayed in his quarters…talk about friendship! It turns out it wasn’t even his skull! Was ein Pech!! (How’s that for luck??)
Sturm und Drang–in a very, very brief nutshell: a literary epoch in Germany that emphasised that humanity rivalled the gods; feelings were felt, and actions were taken based upon those feelings; you should break the rules! Goethe and Schiller (as young 20-somethings) were a part of this movement!
komisch–Strange, weird, out of place