"good ferda feesh dough
awls um een I do fases time
puntload no truble
win da widders good"
It sort of reminds me of the way Trainspotting was written in Scottish dialect. I had to read it out loud and a little fast to get what was actually being said. What makes this poem so thought provoking, is the question it raises about education versus traditional life. It doesn't take a stance, but it would be an excellent discussion starter.
Bill Gough seems to be a master of interesting voices. His "Soft Shoe" is told from the perspective of an old man who seems to resent the condescension from younger people. A good voice should have an interesting perspective, a mood, and consistency to the character's personality. This poem has it.
So does an untitled poem of his that begins "O Lady of/ the rat tail comb". It's a creepy poem, to be sure (in the same vein as American Beauty- if you get my drift), but it's still a fantastically written piece. As he ends the poem with "I smile and suggest/ an hour's extra drive" you want to scream at the girl to get out of the car- not many poems can evoke such a strong emotion as this.
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