So I am still working on my epic poetry about Xena: Warrior Princess, and I have started to notice some patterns, which I have noticed in my work before, but since this is (so far) a 260+ page project on a single subject, I am noticing them more now. One of these patterns is the use of rhetorical questions, which I think I use to show how the character of the speaker of a particular poem is either wrestling with a problem or coming to a solution, or just my capturing their voices. These I took just from the (so far) 54 pages I have written about Season 5.
Eli (Read: Jesus/Gandhi)
You let me heal the broken,
But what good is that gift if I cannot stop them from being
Broken in the first place? How does fixing the problem
Afterwards solve the problem? Why did you give me this
Troubling gift and what do you expect me to do?
How can we live in a world in which
Fear is stronger than love? But how can we protect love
Without fighting for it?… She says, “Why don’t we all
Just walk away?” But is that even an option anymore?
Remind you of any particular Roman warlord? Yes, I do use this
Line on all my warlords, but it’s true I used it on you first.
Why are we never prepared for the surprise,
For the consequences of dalliance or domination?
Why are we never prepared for love and its confusion?
Her easy smile, her trust, how will I win those back?
I could pretend to be humble, but
What purpose would that serve?
What is it about rabbits?
What is it about her and these young men?
You don’t think after four years as her sidekick
I would not recognize the heroic moment when it comes?
How many times now has her soul left her body?
How many times have I had to fight to keep her safe?
But how could a single god take care of all your needs?
How can a god that preaches love manage a world
At war? How can a foreign god come to our Greek soil
And reign over our people?
Mongolia? The Battle of Corinth?
I was always a fan.
Hestia, as always, focuses on the wrong
Thing, muttering in despair, “Isn’t anybody a virgin?”
And the family, as always, ignores her.
Why not fruit? Why not my body?
Why can’t I use both as weapons of opportunity?
So talk to me, peoples, how do you feel about rhetorical questions in poetry? And also, this, because it’s one of Lucy Lawless’s cuter expressions.