Friday, October 16, 2009
Boy in the Rice Paddy
How is it that poems can say so much but hide so much at the same time? I am not sure what to think of this poem. It is not beautiful, it is not fluid, but instead it is honest and fascinating. I suppose poetry can be used as therapy for people who have suffered from war but this poem suggests something else: sadness and terror. I especially like the line "eggshell skullback blown away," because it is descriptive to a very visual point. I can actually imagine this little boys head (unfortunately) blown away. I also thought the line "and the smile on the sniper's lips" is such a powerful personification in this poem. This poem is upsetting and I can just imagine a soldiers reaction after the war to such a terrible situation. Having to carry a dead little boy after he is dead--incredibly hard.