The Fun Side of the Island-Found Poem

The Fun Side of the Island

Found poem from William Golding's Lord of the Flies

P.114-118, 194-197

Surrounded by chasms of empty air
No where to hide
Water sinking among the rocks
Revealing,
Pink tables of granite

One flat rock
Spread like a table
The water rising
Boiling over the table rock with a roar
No sense of passage
Only this minute long rise and fall

No fresh water
A rotten place
With enormous red blocks
Large as a mill wheel
Heaved into the sea

A Savage
Painted out of recognition
Sniggering and laughing
Stabbing his spear
Pushing and glaring
Breathing heavily and fighting fiercely
All just playing a game

Poem, images and music by:
Peidong Huang