It has depths, man. I mean, I wouldn’t be ashamed to have written it. “The Tiger’s” got all the narrative simplicity of an icepick and it flows well off the spoken tongue. I mean, I can see it all. The tiger. The screaming people. The child, standing off to one corner, in the middle of the greatest moment of his young life.
…I think about how good this poem is at least twice a day. pic.twitter.com/AhjH2S26yl
— kosi (@notkosi) February 11, 2018
Of course, the tiger’s about to eat the bloodthirsty little rotter, but sometimes a poem’s about the interaction between you and the poet.
It takes on a whole different meaning if one imagines it with Calvin and Hobbes.
I was thinking Calvin and Hobbes myself. I wonder if we’ll hear more from this young one in the future.
Depends on whether he’s faster than the tiger.