11-02-2011, 12:41 AM
The casual 'I kicked some more leaves then we went home for tea' made shivers go down my spine. It is almost Enid Blyton-ish in style but with horrific content.
The strength of this poem, for me, is this commonplace, non-dramatic narration contrasted with the brutality.
When I got to the 'We did it....' verse, at first, I wasn't sure why it was different from the other verses....but, my idea is that the lad is gabbling, justifying what he's done, and not allowing the possibility of interruption (maybe a tiny bit of conscience shown here?)
I'm left pondering on the 'but still'......one thought being, the stone thrown wasn't sufficient a punishment and so they were forced to do something else to show how macho and heterosexual they were. But, I may be way off here.
The strength of this poem, for me, is this commonplace, non-dramatic narration contrasted with the brutality.
When I got to the 'We did it....' verse, at first, I wasn't sure why it was different from the other verses....but, my idea is that the lad is gabbling, justifying what he's done, and not allowing the possibility of interruption (maybe a tiny bit of conscience shown here?)
I'm left pondering on the 'but still'......one thought being, the stone thrown wasn't sufficient a punishment and so they were forced to do something else to show how macho and heterosexual they were. But, I may be way off here.