Number 4

" The Book" by Miller Williams is a very odd poem about a notebook bound in skin. This disgust me and made me upset. The first time I read it I was confused wheather this skin bound book was a metaphor or a real book wrapped in skin. The second line in the poem says, "He had ound it in a fallen bunker" which helps make sense of the poem. The second time I read it, I read it allowed to my friend Emily. I announced to her how gross this poem was and then read it to her. before she began to tell me about how the wife a Nazi leader would have jews killed and skinned if she liked tattoos that they had and use their skin as lamp shades and other furniture coverings: which is terrible. Te meaning of the book is now different for the person in the poem because in the first three stanza's including the first line the author doesn't know what the book is bound in but knows the importance inside the book. After finding out that is is bound in skin many unanswered questions are asked, "what child did this skin fit?" The last stanza shows the change and the horror the book now holds in place of beauty. There are seven stanzas and they range from one to five lines. Only the last stanza has rhyeming the rest almost seems to fit together like a story. The author seems like he used free style with this poem.

Untitled.

This is my first blog of 2011, and it is also my first poetry response for second semester. I decided to start off with the poem titled, Untitled by Stephen Crane. The poem is more of an image. I could see this creature eating it's own heart and enjoying it. The thought disgusts me, and maybe it's because the creature's heart is bitter and that's what makes it so good or because it's bitter. At first i thought of just the image and how gross it is but as I thought more deeply about it I thought of suicide or something simular too it. The creature is eating itself and enjoying it. Then I asked the obvious question- Why is it called untitled? Is it because it's almost vague or because the title Untitled is just that. The authors style is odd as well; it is one stanza of ten lines. Half of it is a conversation: a question and an answer, which make the poem what it is. The creature answered saying, "bitter" twice which is what makes you believe the heart is truly bitter. After all maybe the poem isn't too digusting but almost bitter- yes, bitter.