She shows a knack
for the uncreative collection.
See, a rose in a vase.
Several different characters
from various movies
posing cartoonily around
the telivision set.
Black handles and White
handles arranged in
a wooden structure
on the counter waiting
for the cookies
cut from a bagged
collection of instruments.
The a sniffing hound
and worried cats
with shrill birds like the
imagination of a child
brought out in
the squalor of her
uncreative world.
I have made the attempt at never saying what are contrary. The two very big contradictions are "knack" and "Uncreative" and Young and Old. Having a knack for something means that person is good at something, which usually says they are creative in some way, creation through action. But, by the outside standard, she is a interior design disaster. This is put on top of a Young verse Old, with this older woman with her collections of young toys and animals, looking back to her childhood dreams. The real thing is this opion,"uncreative", is shown as the real problem, and it comes from the old. I am not one to randomly celebrate youth, but I do find comfort in things from that era of my life. There is something to be said for the resistance against the general society, because sometimes it is just too big to really know the individual. This woman sounds like she has a life she is satisfied with inspite of the outside opion, which leaks its way into the poem through words like uncreative, squallor, and shrill. This is another contradiction, the opinion of both the inside and outside are battling. If these things are successful or unsuccessful, let me know what you think. Thank you for reading.