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Poem one then, "Echoes of war...centuries of blight". To analyse such a long and multilayerd poem such as this one is never going to be a small task as there is simply so much one can comment on. It's difficult to choose where to start commenting on the brilliance yet for the sake of the competion I shall 'have a go'.
I enjoyed the unstructured flow of the poem, irregular stanza lengths and sporadic rhyming schemes serve to reflect in the structure the chaotic nature of war itself. I personaly think that some of the stanza's were overly long and could have been broken down. The reader is swept along and never quite able to stop and consider the impact of the language and what amazing language use it is!
For example in stanza two
'then sent him whole and healthy off to fight,
 but Got back telegrams and body bags,
Some shiny medals and some folded flags,
plus monstrous gaping holes left in thier souls,'
These few lines are a touching comment on the fate of those left behind awating the dreaded knock upon the front door but I feel it get's swallowed by the rest of the stanza. incidentaly I think the poem could benefit from a little tweaking of syntax here and there to tighten up the lines. In the example above there are too many 'ands' for my liking. Also the word monstrous is pretty much unessacary as that abstract cannot adequately describe the horror that those parents are going through. The images such as the body bags and shiny medals hold enough impact without trying to condense the emotions into one word such as monstrous. I'd suggest something a bit more like this...
'then sent him whole and healthy off to fight,
but got back telegrams, a body bag,
some shiny medals and some folded flags,
little to fill the gaping holes left in thier souls.'
Of course thats just a suggestion!
I liked how you honed in on different facets, the children, the wives, the parents and the veterans all deserve equal recognition for thier suffering. linking the marital vows was stroke of genius, the paralell's between marching down the asile and marching into war are heart rending. A strcualist would have a feild day commenting on the use of binary oppositions in this poem however I'm going to move my ramblings onto 'Totally stumped by it all!'
The title at first seemed slightly comic to me, off the cuff, yet after reading the poem that assumption was truely shattered. There is no comedy here. Drawing a link with 'Echoes of war' where there was a strong religous theme of heaven and the afterlife, I feel what 'Totally stumped' creates is a living purgatory. Neither dead nor truely alive, unable to govern their own fates, most would call that a hell on earth. The pill is not sugard here and I applaud you for that. Comments on "scar tissue for testicles" and the throb of "imagined" limbs forces the reader to examine uncomfortable facts. It's easier to pretend that our war veterans sit in an armchair filled room somewhere regaling eachother with tales of thier bravery and comparing battle scars but the image you have created of tiny hospital like rooms and unseen tears is much closer to the mark.
Time is money and I shall have to cut my ramblings short. A final word to say that both these poems examine a difficult topic with a realistic yet sympatheic eye. Someone at least cares for the plight of those touched by wars which are happening right now, not just in history, today our brothers and our fathers fight in Iraq and Afganistan and we change the channel when the news comes on. We are desensitised and we need to have literature such as this which makes us uncomfortable, which speaks without restraint of the horror of war, to make us sit up and take notice of what is happening around us. A reverential bow to the wordsmith who has once again given us something brilliant.