"You're not killing the right guy" "That's so. Who gave you orders? I'll go after him. He's the one to kill" "You're wrong. He got his orders from the bank. The bank told him, 'Clear these people out or it's your job.'" "Well, there's a president of the bank. There's a board of directors. I'll fill up the magazine of the rifle and go into the back" "Fellow was telling me the bank gets orders from the East. The orders were, 'Make the land show profit of we'll close you up.'" "But where does it stop? Who can we shoot?"



That's from the Grapes of Wrath, and I know that these words have been typed a few many a time. And now here's another one. But where's the perspecive coming from? How many different people's views are converging and intersecting at large angles? Just as an interpretation has to cover the whole poem, a poem has to cover a whole interpretation of the world, full and fierce. Yours is meek...



I'm a tough critic, so you'll forgive me for being rough.