[stylist] Poem: "Snuff"

[Miss Thea]

No prob, bro. Any time.
I guess you could either leave it this way, letting the audience interpret, 
which I think is totally valid, or you could use words or phrases that 
tighten up the meaning for us.
Personally, I like the open-ended interpretation.
Thea

-----Original Message----- 
From: William L Houts
Sent: Wednesday, March 12, 2014 10:31 AM
To: Writer's Division Mailing List
Subject: Re: [stylist] Poem: "Snuff"



Hi Thea,

In my understanding of the poem, the speaker is more benign.  He's a
kind of angel gazing upon the scene from a slightly detached
perspective.  And he's saying that the creator of this horrible scene is
both monstrous and pathetic while we who look on and are broken-hearted
about it know that human decency is the real truth, not the horrible
photograph.  Something like that, anyway --I'm not really good at
dissecting my own poems this way.  But I thank you for taking the time
and energy to read the poem and report what you see in it.  Like the
rains mentioned in "Snuff", you're very gracious, ha.


--Bill





On 3/11/2014 9:45 AM, Miss Thea wrote:
> Hi, Bill.
> What strong impressions I had!
> I was in that motel room, saw the murderer making a snuff film, setting up 
> the camera and using the knife.
> Were you writing from the perspective of the murderer?
> I thought maybe you might be, and the "reader" was the character you 
> looked upon as self-righteous, your line "the hope of us all" may have 
> been said in a sarcastic tone, or even a contemptuous tone.
> I saw a lot of character as well as description.
> The character speaking in this poem may have been psychotic, 
> dispassionate, cold, all in a day's work, making a snuff film.
> Or a snuff photo.
> There's a lot of meat in this sandwich; I like it.
> Thea
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> -----Original Message----- From: William L Houts
> Sent: Monday, March 10, 2014 7:51 PM
> To: Writer's Division Mailing List
> Subject: [stylist] Poem: "Snuff"
>
> Hi Stylists,
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> Here's a short poem I wrote last summer.It's interesting to me because I
> was using a lot of rhyme last summer and this one barely has any. The
> subject matter isn't very pretty, but I think this one may be one of my
> best, even if it's bad form to say so, ha.
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> --Bill
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> --Bill
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> The photo made me ill:that's how I knew.
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> This was no gaffe, no show for the marks
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> but murder:the plain motel bed,
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> and the eyes, god the eyes of dephless X.
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> Hewas naked,
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> this man reduced to the size
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> of someone's doll.The legs hung
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> over the bed's edge, and he lay,
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> his back flat, though beyond all rest,
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> all sight, all knowing. As if only
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> this camera, this eye
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> and the knifelike eye
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> behind it, unveiled how things really are:
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> a mansion of rooms without pity,
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> and their stunted ridiculous devils
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> O reader, with your outraged eye
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> you've had your monsters too:
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> your heartsblood thieves, your killers,
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> your stunted ridiculous devils
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> O reader,with your dog-nose truth,
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> your yes, your gifts of mending fire
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> you are the hope for us all.
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> and upon our stricken heads,
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> the gracious rains fall.
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-- 
"Let's drink a toast now to who we really are."

           --Jane Siberry


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