I don't know Alicia--maybe it's me, but mixing "coonhound," dialogue right out of Alice Walker, "metamorphosis" and "diadem" in the same poem just felt too bizarre to me. I wish I could like these better than I do. I like the slant rhymes, but (alas) I don't like much else. That second poem didn't do a thing for me at all except make me shrug. I don't like it; I don't dislike it. I don't feel much of anything about it one way or the other.
And I am not going to even touch the other part of the discussion, except to say--even as a white, gay man from an intensely Irish Catholic family--I intensely dislike the "who's been more shit upon this Tuesday" game.
Ah well, you can't like everything.
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