Delicious Earth

The earth that we drill with our steel,
The crust that bends at our will.
Mining for the rich rewards at the center,
recieving every precious gem we get.
The hot coals in our mouth,
the delicious clouds that compliment them.

vergissmeinnight....

this poem by keith douglas was extremely intriguing. i started to read it and i was immediately hooked into it. it is about a dead soldier of course but instead of it being about death or about the battle that he was in or even about how he died, this poem is more about what happens after his death and what kind of happened before his death, and all of this coming from the point of view of another soldier, im assuming of course.

i like how he describes the man, and how his gun is frowning and overshadowing, so it exhibits sadness because of what it has done, and it is overshadowing because it probably is more important than the carrier of that gun. he then describes the gun and says that it hit his take with one like an entry of a demon. violent and hard, like a bullet. then he says the picture of the girl is dishonored, possibly because he is dead? he states they see him with content and she will cry because he has died, because the "lover and killer are mingled who had one body and one heart." this states that the dead soldier is a kind of monster because he is a lover and a killer....very lovely poem.

curiosity!

my gosh this poem was amazing!!! i loved this poem so much! i read this poem and immediately saw the correlation between the dogs and the cats. the writing was brilliant.

Alastair Reid writes about cats and these cats are people, but these people are the kinds of people that are worry free, they are carefree, and they hold little to no responsibility for anything. he states that the cats love too much theyre irresponsible are changeable and unloyal unlike a dog who is tame and loyal. the author then goes on to say that cats are doing whats right, to be curious and untame is worth the pain and the "hell" that they come back from, because these cats then have stories worth telling.

my favorite part of the poem is when he states that cats are willing to pay the price of dying and dying again so that they can live full and curious lives. Chilling.