City Eclogue

   So I just finished reading the book "City Eclogue", by Ed Roberson. I would like to say that it was quite an interesting read! I wasn't sure what to expect from this book, but I definitely liked a few of the poems in this book!

   Sit In What City We're In (Part 2)
"You can't smash the mirror     there but it break here.
And in it you see    that you can't see
                           your own back,
your angel of the unfamiliar, of that not like
your face... See.     and
                              relax that hand raised against
your impossible
hand     that reaches to give the pat, to okay  touch you
                             at the unfamiliar, those stubs of your
back"

   This section made me feel like someone didn't even know themselves. When you look in the mirror and you want to break it because you can't tell who is looking back at you. Then there is that one person telling you that it's ok, and not even their touch is familiar, you're so distant from yourself that it's terrifying. That was incredibly easy for me to relate to.

   Beauty's Standing  (Part 7)
"we blink our eyes to erase what we see
or to clear the eyes to see what we don't

believe we're seeing     thoroughly enough
to be exact at what         held no gun to be forgot"

   I feel like this is so true! People do close their eyes to what they don't want to see rather then accepting that it's there or maybe that it's gone. It almost makes me wonder why people do that, it's really confusing to me, but I knew as soon as I saw that line, I had to mention it!

   The "State as Body" Aspect of Eunuch Rule
"I want to kill for my incapacity
to feel.
             To feel      I feel want as want.     to kill."

   This is the last section that really drew my eye, and heart. You can almost feel the pain in this writer as he writes this, or atleast I felt something. I feel like this is a person whom is so down, that the only way to have them feel a single thing is to exterminate the other people around them. I almost think of a serial killer, but this has to much emotion for me to believe it could be something of that nature. Still, the emotion was intense, I wasn't sure how to relate to such an extreme, which I guess in most cases is a good thing, but on an emotional level, I kind of feel like I'm missing out on something.

     All in all the book was really good, I finished reading it in about an hour. I'll admit I was a little bored at first, but towards the I was really drawn into it!