Upper, middle, lower…

Here’s a poem by Howard Nemerov
http://www.poetryarchive.org/poetryarchive/singlePoem.do?poemId=12988

… and then there’s working… and the aristocracy…

Class. Knowing one’s place. Or not.

 

 

 

3 responses

  1. I enjoyed reading the poems – but I didn’t understand the prompt and after reading the poems I still don’t understand the prompt – never mind there’s another prompt so perhaps I’ll just shuffle on to that one and ignore this one.

  2. I was thinking upstairs/downstairs kind of thing… I look up to him and he looks down on me…
    Working-class, middle-class, upper… and the gradations in between.

  3. Ah – sorry Robbie – I listened to the poem and couldn’t grasp anything from it. Must try harder! After reading the posts here and thinking a bit – I was wondering if technology is going to do away with class … instead perhaps it will be those who text and those who don’t … just thinking out loud. Those who embrace technology and those who don’t. Can you tell a lot about somebody on things like Facebook? I don’t know as I’ve never been on it but perhaps it will be the thing that breaks down class barriers …? Time will tell. Sorry going off the subject entirely.

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