Hi John
Many things, as usual, that I don’t really understand on first pass, but enough moments to encourage me in. For example, I liked the enjambement in L7/8 “a man with a woman’s hands/on his hips. Unlike Annie. I thought the hawk’s teeth had a powerful surrealist feel to it. (But I can see that the teeth do not necessarily have to be read as belonging to the bird.)
I’m reading the poem as a bleak perspective on our future. The hot tin roof, the coming Armageddon, a barbarous survival of the meanest, and the only hope being that some small part of life can bury itself in a dark hole until, one distant day, it at all blows over.
I too have never felt more depressed about the way the world is going. And this poem captures that for me.
Joe
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