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.