Original poem reprinted online here: "It Happens Like This" by James Tate
Originally read: December 23, 2012
More information about the Poet: James Tate
I chose this poem because I thought it was funny. All over the place on the page you'll see things like "This is funny," or "I like this." Then we get to the part with the police officer.
"This from the Police Officer -- I wonder if this...nevermind, good s*** that the police officer -- the one looking for laws and symbols -- cries when he finds a made up important goat."
After reading this poem a couple more times, I'm torn in a sense. There's a part of me that wants to see the sociological and psychological implications of revering a symbol of some creation. However, if I continue to think this way then writing this blog is kind of like I'm revering someone's poem and falling for the same trap.
Also, I haven't thought if I pity the police officer or I relate to him. I know that the speaker of the poem pities him, "'and we understand why you, more than / anybody, should never touch the Prince.'" There's a kind of superiority with the line (from the line before "We forgive you, / Officer,").
And at the end, once again, I project my own idea about the end, "The ending is good two [too] -- a kind of remorse for those who take the whole symbol thing too seriously -- but not really remorse more of a 'then what?'"
But reading the poem again and again, there's not really a remorse, yeah a "then what" but remorse, no. I feel that there's a lot going on in the poem, but the further I look at it, the more the speaker of the poem would laugh at me for looking at the situation too deeply (like the citizens).
In poetry, if you're not tricking someone, you are the one usually tricked.