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Catherine Barnett Reads Wislawa Szymborska

The New Yorker: Poetry

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The Ending of a Revision

The poem ends with the speaker calling into the empty room. I don't think that that person the speaker who's alone is pathetic. The aloneness is a pulling together of the split self into a whole. There's a kind of animal quality to it or instinctive quality, let's call it, where the speaker drove then went back at home with a purpose and the repurposed thing is really funny.

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