Since this is the poem I presented a few days ago, I thought it would be appropriate to write a poetry response on it. So to start off, my first reaction to this poem was I thought it spoke about death. It really made me think that this was the main theme of the poem especially because of the line, "...and the air was still alive around where you were." I think that by using the word "alive" it really makes the reader think about life and death.
But the more I read this poem the more I started thinking differently. It seemed way too straight-foward to be just about death, so I looked on a much lighter note. When I re-read the poem for avout the 20th time, and I read the title, I realized that it was a poem to...well, himself. I guess I feel a bit ridiculous for not catching on to this earlier, but oh well! It's a really cool poem since the author uses almost like a third person perspective to narrate himself and his past and just the way he is. Merwin writes about finding himself through this poem--almost as if he's lost. It's a poem many people can relate to. I didn't like this poem all that much; there really wasn't a line or anything that really stood out to me. The structure was neat, and I liked the topic of it though. :)
It is a poem to himself! :)
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