Out of all Alice Notley’s poem, C. ’81, was the one I was
able to relate the most so I decided to do a close reading of this poem. The
poem is very sad and sort of angry at the same time as Notley explains her view
of poor individuals. One quote that caught my attention when reading this poem
was the last line,
“I’m fucking lazy unskilled and you deserve your money”, the ‘I’ in this line
being the poor individual. I believe
that Notley is doing a comparison between poor and rich people as she mentions
that poor people normally look into borrowing money to buy pills while rich
people have a habit of clothes, traveling, décor, and entertainment. I do not
know if Notley was trying to imply anything when she said that poor people
normally ask to borrow 5, 10, or 20 dollars and that rich people believe it’s
to buy pill and she responds that pills is an expensive habit so I think that
she is speaking about marijuana as those are the common prices of marijuana and
is very accessible and inexpensive in the poor societies. Notley also through
me off when she said that “I think of ’81, ’82 as rather ugly years casting
cold shadows black against the sky of a sun disappearing” so I decided to research
what if anything happened in those years and it turned out something did
happen. Apparently Notley was married to Ted Berrigan, a poet like herself, who
was dying of cirrhosis of the liver during those years which could be a reason
why she states that years 81-82 were rather ugly. Ted Berringan died on July
1983. If this is the case it makes me wonder if this poem could actually be
about her considering that if your loved one is in need of medical attention
one would probably do and spend whatever it takes to make them better and
because of this Notley probably because poor and ultimately having to work for
the rich individuals. Nonetheless, her poems seem to tell a story as they all
seem to be reflecting some sort of past. I believe the past she is reflecting
is her own but that is up to interpretation.
rip ted.
1 comment:
I agree with you! Reading this poem made me feel the emotions Notely felt when writing this. It had an angry and sad tone.
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