Curse
By Frank Bidart
Analysis
May breath for a dead moment cease as jerking your
head upward you hear as if in slow motion floor collapse evenly upon floor as one hundred and ten floors descend upon you. May what you have made descend upon you. May the listening ears of your victims their eyes their breath enter you, and eat like acid the bubble of rectitude that allowed you breath. May their breath now, in eternity, be your breath. Now, as you wished, you cannot for us not be. May this be your single profit. Of your rectitude at last disenthralled, you seek the dead. Each time you enter them they spit you out. The dead find you are not food. Out of the great secret of morals, the imagination to enter the skin of another, what I have made is a curse. |
Frank Bidart's poem "Curse" is addressing to a disastrous and awful reality just like the Twin Tower attack. As the tittle it self states, it is a curse on the perpetrators, and Bidart clearly displays his hateful feelings towards them. Therefore, "Curse" does not represent angry language or even doltish sentiment. In contrary, Frank Bidart mentions this delicate topic and causes readers to realize and think on one of the most world-changing events in modern history. Bidart hopes for the executors to understand and recognize the suffering, loss and pain they delivered. This poem is approximately short but has well chosen words,it expresses a direct and clear message to the readers.
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