On Wednesday’s seminar class, we continued our poetry recitations. One of the poems that really stood out to me was Christian’s poem. After he recited the poem the first time, I must admit I did not completely understand what the poem was trying to say. However, after further analysis by Professor Kahan, I began to see how this was a snapshot poem. It provided insight into how an outsider taking the time to describe and analyze his surroundings could see much more than just a cab driver. For someone who takes cabs or public transit, it is often easy to forget that the person behind the wheel is much more than a driver. In fact, that person could posses a fortune and have a PhD for all we know. This poem made me think of how despite seeing someone everyday, you truly do not know a person until they let you in.
Another example of a snapshot poem that was more comprehensible, in my opinion, was Shumaila’s poem. As the author of her poem described her surroundings I became captivated by the way she gave alter egos to the people on the bus. The author let her imagination truly run wild when describing the caviar and adultery taking place in the bus drivers life. And I was shocked at her suggestion of the person of god in the poem, in reality being a mugger. When Professor Kahan asked the class what a “mugger” looked like I was actually stumped. There really is no answer to that, and though some may assume a mugger would look more like a hoodlum than a priest, you really do not know. Questions like that often get tested on shows like “What Would You Do?” (a personal favorite). When stereotypes are proven to be present it never ceases to amaze me. After our second day of poetry recitations, I can say that snapshot poems have become a preference of mine.