The Mutilated Dead Comments

also: this is my favorite line [actually it is YOUR line]......... even writes his own book claiming the earth as his own and i'm already feeling more respect for the wooden chair i'm sitting on right NOW! bri :)

i came to find a poem by nika to enjoy, and i have not been forsaken. the worst i can say about it is that i think she forgot (or we can blame it on PH) to put an apostrophe in it's. its all too similar. this is one of those very thought-provoking and clever poems i sometimes like to read. i was just thinking recently about foods we eat being dead body parts. of course it didn't slow my chewing! and i recently wrote a poem, un-submitted so far, about wood and how it has been used by man in its raw form and its decomposition forms (at least i think wood sometimes goes into the making of natural gas and petroleum and coal) . nice going, nika. thanks for sharing. soon i shall go have a dinner of dead plants and arrested chicken eggs. THANKS, rice, carrots, peas, onions, and chickens for giving of yourselves so that others might live! :) bri

I had just finished typing the two questions closing my comment on A TINY AVENGER regarding the possible guilt at eating animal flesh when I turned to THE MUTILATED DEAD and Voila there was an extended treatment of this issue by you. I like the way you built this poem by assembling your data before revealing its significance, and then letting the data almost overwhelm the reader - at least, the sensitive reader, who shares some of your concerns. In the long run of things, there's no way out of this conundrum - on earth, life preys on life; it's the economy of survival. So, you appropriately close the poem by appealing to the reader's sensitivity. This is a heart-felt and honest poem. There's no preaching, but there's a full measure of awareness.

This is an interesting write Nina. Invokes a lot of deep thoughts. Nicely done!