mingo

by in_extremis

Posted to Poetry on 2003-01-21 15:41:00

Parent message is 363996
absolutely loved the second half of this poem beginning with “the dictionaries.” felt it was very cohesive- it made me think of a darwinian struggle, a protest against winter and the destruction of things, with soft grace in hibernationa nd things separated [cat, bone] to be reunited in some future spring. until then felt landscape of apocalypse and anarchy. i don’t know how much of that was what you intended, but that’s what i felt when i read it.

what i didn’t get, at all, was this:

“driving right
into the movie .
that was best .
but now it’s closed .”