Ships Flat
Once again, like all of Taylor Brady's poems, this one makes no sense. In the first stanza he talks about the afterlife, so I had that in mind throughout the whole poem. I thought maybe he would write about what he thinks the afterlife will be like. He talks about a man coming up a hill, tied with twine. He says he is quiet. I think maybe this man is coming into the afterlife. Brady says, "Here you hear the slow trash burn." I think maybe he is trying to say that everyone brings some kind of trash to the afterlife. Like all of your problems from the real world come to the afterlife, and there, they slowly burn.
Overhearing Eminent Domain
After reading the title, I looked up to see what eminent domain means. Eminent domain is the state's right to seize one's property without their consent. Keeping this in mind, I tried to figure out the rest of the poem.
The first few lines goes like this, "through a whole head a length of leak. This is my rifle. This is me rifling through my drawers. Had the memory been purged in time." I think he is talking about memories leaking out of his head and they are like a rifle. They're firing out and they won't stop. The last line of the first section is, "stand-up guy jumps lake." My first thought about this was suicide. That someone was trying to kill themselves by drowning. I think when he goes on to talk about the barrel bottom and the flipping fish, he is talking about hitting rock bottom and he is like the suffering, dying fish flipping and flapping at the bottom of the lake. Kind of depressing. He talks about being out of it and never missing the water.
I tried to figure out the last line, "set your clothes back," but i couldn't come up with anything. After reading the whole poem, I tried to relate it to the title, and I got nothing.
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