Life, 1923-05-24 · page 6 of 42
Life — May 24, 1923 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page features two distinct pieces: **Top:** A poem by John V.A. Keats titled "Say, Kid" uses colloquial language to describe someone's confused awakening—unable to determine whether an alarm clock, telephone, or door bell woke them. The accompanying chaotic illustration depicts a man jolted awake amid swirling, energetic figures. **Bottom:** An illustration captioned "Summer Visitor" depicts two fishermen discussing a seasonal visitor who is "pretty tough to be cut off from the rest of the world all winter" but equally problematic year-round because "They can't hear from us either." This satirizes the social awkwardness and isolation of summer visitors—people who arrive seasonally but remain disconnected from their host community. Both pieces employ humorous exaggeration to mock modern inconveniences and social tensions of the era.
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John V. A. Keats (The Sonnet “On First Looking into Chapman's Homer,” translated into the vernacular of an- other youthful bard of our own day. Plea: note that no essential change has been necessary either in the structure or meaning of the poem.) AY, Kid, I guess I’ve hiked around this whole Dam’ earth, and there ain’t nothing I ain't seen; Even them islands where the bunk machine Of this here now Apollo copped control. They wised me to one section of my stroll Where cock-eyed Homer bossed the village green; But all the bull he ladled missed me clean Till this bird Chapman knocks me fer a goal. I feels like one o’ these star-gazin’ champs When a new comet bumps ’em in the jaw; Or old man Cortez, when his buzzard-lamps Piped the Pacific, and the guys that saw What he saw, rolled their eyes like movie vamps, Dummies, down there somewheres in Panama! Ted Robinson Just So Some philosopher says we find a certain gratifica- é ‘5 z tion in the misfortunes of our friends. Portrait of a man just aroused from a sound sleep trying We don't always: do this to decide whether it was the alarm clock, telephone or “ if “ door bell. Still, they should have managed better. h Summer Visitor: Pretty tough to be cut off from the rest of the world all winter. Native: Just as bad for them, They can’t hear from us either. comicbooks.com