You bring up a great point with the detestment of the narrator towards the other person. Re-reading though the poem I'm constantly questioning the level of cynical-ness in the narrator. I think our determination of the mental states of both of the characters can dramatically change and alter how we percieve the poem. It's freaking awesome I'm having such great conversations and being introduced to cool insights on something I created. Definitely a neat feeling
Trust me, I can talk all day about poetry :) I would shoot you a link to posts-refugee tags=poetry to show it, but for some reason my attempts to make that link work aren't, well, working. I can talk about words and writing all day long and be really happy! I was really pleased when I read your post. It was better than I (a cynic) feared. It surprised me. And that's great, and makes me happy. Everyone will interpret your art differently. My brother once read a poem where I thought the narrator was clearly female. At the end he said he was confused because at first, he assumed the narrator was male. That's literally just a factor of his own life experience impacting how he approaches a story. Can't control that - but gotta be aware of it.