A cube was never meant to make one Shrink. The atrophy. Made mad by The mad. The matriarch. O medicine woman, Why can't you lift the anvil? Under the crippled Canopy I can hardly think.
I don't know why I find it slightly bizarre that strangers struggle to decipher my writing, considering when the tables are turned I am equally as perplexed. Maybe I'm too vague?
I'd like to understand your imagery - What I see is that the cube and the anvil might be the weight of responsibility and possibly male role in a culture. Possibly the canopy is the protection and softness of a woman - hence the medicine woman to lift our burden.
I'm glad that you were interested enough to expend the energy to interpret and analyze it. Unfortunately your analysis is a bit off :/ The cube is a crude reference to my house, and the matriarch/medicine woman (I apologize for so bluntly spelling out my personal life) is meant to represent my mother, who is in denial of a prescription drug problem, and who's own personal depression causes an oppressive atmosphere in the house (the weight of the anvil). The canopy is simply the roof, crippled being descriptive of the deterioration of family. And there it is.
apart from the personal the medicine woman seems to be the fulcrum point in the poem causing anxiety in the speaker...once a poet publishes his / her work it becomes everyone's..so interpretation may differ and rightly so...nice lines here :)
Hi Benjamin, You and Sumana are right--everyone brings his or her frame of reference to the written or spoken word, be it poetry or the evening news. After reading the explanation of your imagery, your poem took on a completely new meaning. You have successfully chosen your words.
Sometimes we make our words vague when the meaning is so painful. This poem comes alive under your explanation though. I suspect writing in how you survive. You write well.
very interesting verse... a bit kafka-esque... interesting images...the crippled canopy.. the medicine woman...
ReplyDeleteI'm glad it had the power to intrigue you. Thank you for reading! :)
DeleteThe surprising words of canopy and anvil create a mysterious poem - a really interesting effect.
ReplyDeletecubes make me shrink all the time :-) fun poem.
ReplyDeleteha. i just got killed by a slime cube on minecraft
ReplyDeletedef a mystery to this one.
I don't know why I find it slightly bizarre that strangers struggle to decipher my writing, considering when the tables are turned I am equally as perplexed. Maybe I'm too vague?
DeleteI'd like to understand your imagery - What I see is that the cube and the anvil might be the weight of responsibility and possibly male role in a culture. Possibly the canopy is the protection and softness of a woman - hence the medicine woman to lift our burden.
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I'm glad that you were interested enough to expend the energy to interpret and analyze it. Unfortunately your analysis is a bit off :/ The cube is a crude reference to my house, and the matriarch/medicine woman (I apologize for so bluntly spelling out my personal life) is meant to represent my mother, who is in denial of a prescription drug problem, and who's own personal depression causes an oppressive atmosphere in the house (the weight of the anvil). The canopy is simply the roof, crippled being descriptive of the deterioration of family. And there it is.
Deleteapart from the personal the medicine woman seems to be the fulcrum point in the poem causing anxiety in the speaker...once a poet publishes his / her work it becomes everyone's..so interpretation may differ and rightly so...nice lines here :)
ReplyDeleteI agree. Every reader brings their own viewpoints and experiences to writing of every kind, so interpretation is up in the air. Thank you :)
DeleteHi Benjamin,
ReplyDeleteYou and Sumana are right--everyone brings his or her frame of reference to the written or spoken word, be it poetry or the evening news. After reading the explanation of your imagery, your poem took on a completely new meaning. You have successfully chosen your words.
Sometimes we make our words vague when the meaning is so painful. This poem comes alive under your explanation though. I suspect writing in how you survive. You write well.
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