Okay so I will be the first to say that I am not the deepest of people. I’m pretty chill and maybe to a fault don’t really contemplate life enough or much at all. Also I’m not one who like to stay in a sad state or dwell over things, and usually when I get upset I try to think of something that makes me really happy. So when we started reading the poems in class my mind kind of just went out the door to my “happy place” and didn’t really dig that deeply into the meanings. So Thursday I guess I didn’t get that much from the poems but I wouldn’t say it was because I wasn’t paying attention, it was that I honestly do not understand poetry at all in any way. I know another girl in class spoke up about this but I’m right there with her. My mind does not think on these very deep levels of pain and sorrow. Now the people reading this are probably thinking it’s a sad thing that this kid isn’t that deep and probably doesn’t really know who he is… blah blah blah. That’s not the case. There are some things that I do think deeply about such as theological issues. Now I’m no religion major but I spend some time thinking and reading about different theological issues, evolution in particular. This probably comes from my dad being a pastor for many years and being a pretty deep thinker. Now back to the poems. I guess what I’m trying to say is that these poems didn’t really mean anything to me, but I wish they did. I feel like if I’m going to take the time to read something I want to be able to enjoy it for what it is worth. Maybe I need to spend more time reading poetry that I can relate to in order to gain a grasp on how these writers think.
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