L is for Lewis Carroll's "Jabberwocky"
"L"obbing stones to decimate two birds today: Poetry Fridays and the letter L.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand; Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. "And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He chortled in his joy. 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.
I have always loved this poem for multiple reasons. I love that it is complete and utter nonsense,
but it makes perfect sense. I love that it is from Through the Looking Glass, which is a fondly
remembered book from my childhood. I also love the message that the poem conveys: fighting
your demons despite their proclivity to multiply in the dark. And I love some of the artwork that
has been inspired by it, such as the following: