What we see, we have already "read" as our visual cortex filters our perceptions down through the doors of our experiences. What we read is immediately transposed perceptually to some kind of image that is compatible with our imagination. Here you will find much to read, and lots to see.
Strip it, clean it, oil it, then click, slide, and pop
the lethal components back into the killing machine.
“This is my rifle, this is my gun— one is for killing and both are for fun.”
Glenn Buttkus March 2010
2 comments:
Lynne Rees
said...
Lucille - I think I must be missing the reference between the title and the gun image? I did wonder why the final couplet changes 'voice' with the quotation marks. Is the poem long enough to sustain two voices?
2 comments:
Lucille - I think I must be missing the reference between the title and the gun image? I did wonder why the final couplet changes 'voice' with the quotation marks. Is the poem long enough to sustain two voices?
Lynne
How 'bout "Enola Gay"
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