Oh my, oh my. These poems are extremely different than the ones we have read in the first two weeks of class. First of all, the other poems were about feelings (mainly love and hate) but these poems seem to have hidden meanings to them. In Bob Hicoks poems, he doesnt flat out say what hes writing about, he wants to make you wonder what is going through HIS mind. In Hicoks poem "Fieldwork", he starts out comparing humans to beetles. Then he adventures off into talking about his friend that is returning from the Amazon. He basically explains what she did there and who she is, but then he ends his poem by saying "but how many get to touch and name and adore a fraction and flutter of life not even the jealous eyes of God have seen?". Therefore, in my personal opinion, I think this poem tells you to enjoy life while you can and take everything you can from it. Secondly, these poems are very unique. They're not your typical "roses are red, violets are blue." These groups of poems can be read like a paragraph, but understood like instructions in a forgien language. In Hicoks other poem "Sorting the Entanglements" it seems as if he is actually writing out his will, but there is hidden meaning to it that I still cannot see. I have thought that maybe after he says "In my will the basement goes to the spiders." he is actually writing the poem in a spiders point of view. Again, this poem still gets to me. Lastly, I believe these poems are based on life learned lessons and events. Dean Youngs poem "Selected Recent and New Errors" mentions all of his mess-ups and mistakes. He says "My errors are even bigger than that" reffering to the dictionary being confused of who it is. Then in Jennifer Knoxs poem "Chicken Bucket" it talks about a thirteen year old girl gettting high and having sex with three different guys in ONE DAY. But all she's worried about is the chicken bucket being okay. She's not the least bit worried about STD's of being pregnant, just the chicken bucket.
The poem I choose is "Selected Recent and New Errors" by Dean Young. All of his ongoing comparisons to mistakes and errors make this seem so real, especially when he says "You think that's a fucked-up, drawn-out metaphor, try this:" and then he mentions tequila and a dictionary. Towards the end of this poem, I feel as if he knows he made a bigger mistake in life and that he feels unknown. Young says "On mornings when I hope you forget my name, I walk through the high wet weeds that don't have names either." To me, this means he hopes the one person that ever realized that he existed now would just forget his name and let him be invisable again. The characteristics that best describe Young are messsed up, invisable, and suicidal. He thinks his mistakes and errors are bigger and more worse than anyone or anything elses. He wants to, again, be nameless like the high wet weeds. Also, he mention "life held together by the twisted silver baling wire", as if he has imagined hanging himself.
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