Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Poems
If I had to pick one of the poems that we read for today and label it as my "favorite" I would choose "Woodchucks". This poem offered up some mild humor and some relativity to my life. Having grown up on a farm I have seen my fair share of Woodchucks and let me tell you they are not easy to get rid of as the author has stated. The poet did a wonderful job of putting all of the frustration into a poetic verse. The way he describe to process is correct to a tee. I laughed at this poem and it was one of the few poems I didn't mind reading. Life would be so much easier if they would just die by gas instead of making it more difficult for us.
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That is so crazy because I the whole time I was reading it I was feeling bad for all the bby woodchucks haha. I guess it is just a difference in where we grew up, but I agree about the language.
Isn't it funny how we all can have such different reactions to the same poem, based on which characters with whom we emphathize! Like you, Kirsten, I find myself "siding" with the poem's narrator. I hate pests, whether they are tiny ants or huge raccoons. The poet does do a nice job illustrating the frustration one feels hunting such pests with her use of language. Poor, poor baby woodchucks...they never stood a chance!
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