I Am Offering this Poem by Jimmy really brings out every passionate emotion, making you think about if there's someone in your life you would offer anything to. Someone that you want to know you care about them more than anything and when they are misdirected you will be right there with them, to lead them in the right direction. Also keeping them warm when they're cold which can be interpreted as them becoming cold hearted and transforming that into the warm hearted person they once was.
In the first stanza you can instantly tell that the "speaker" of this poem doesn't have much to give, but will give anything for this person they care deeply about.
"I am offering this poem to you,
since I have nothing else to give.
Keep it like a warm coat
when winter comes to cover you,
or like a pair of thick socks
the cold cannot bite through,"
Also after every stanza "I love you" is separated, just those three words by itself which I found very interesting. I think it's to show how after everything he does and says that he'll love this person and wants them to know that.
The third stanza is where everything shifts and all the emotions come together and just melt your heart wanting someone to love you like this he loves this person he cares about deeply.
"Keep it, treasure this as you would
if you were lost, needing direction,
in the wilderness life becomes when mature;
and in the corner of your drawer,
tucked away like a cabin or hogan
in the dense trees, come knocking,
and I will answer, give you directions,
and let you warm yourself by this fire,
rest by this fire, and make you feel safe"
This is where the first stanza and the third stanza become connected since he's offering this poem for the reasons he says in this stanza. Throughout this poem it repeats major things like giving this poem and how he has nothing else to give, the love he has, how he wants this person to stay warm, and if they lose direction he will be there to put her back on track. Also making this special person feel safe through everything.
The fourth and final stanza is just that cherry on the top that finishes off the poem in a sad, but wonderful way that just makes you cry on the inside. Finishing off the lovey mood that turns into a sad and kind of a depressing topic.
"It's all I have to give,
and all anyone needs to live,
and to go on living inside,
when the world outside
no longer cares if you live or die;
I love you."
My favorite thing is how he ends the poem with "I love you", almost like he wont see this person again but will be watching over them. Letting them know that they love them in the end. This poem could be interpreted in many different ways though just like with any other poem. Making you think about all the emotions going through your head and wondering who this person could be and whats happening between them is why I had to write about this poem and share it with others.
thIn this poem the first stanza instantly caught my attention and I knew right away what it was about. Since all of Clint Smith's poem are about racial inequality and the struggles of race in general it was easy.
"The police sirens sounded like wind
getting knocked out of our stomachs.
We tried to find a place to pull over"
Right away I thought about police brutality and how in some places it's so terrible that kids just get taken out of their vehicles, thrown to the ground, then shot. And for what? Because that person was black? Because that teenager gave off a bad vibe? Or just since they're black your mind thinks of the worst thing possible and for some reason you fear for your life and instantly result to violence? Police are supposed to protect and enforce the law, not shoot someone for something like speeding. It gives me a sick feeling just thinking about it, its also the way I felt while reading the third and fourth stanzas:
"I didn't know why---they grabbed him
like he wasn't somebody's child,
palmed the back of his head
like soft fruit ready to be dropped
from the top of the roof so everyone
could laugh at the plurality of pieces."
I personally connect to this part of the poem because my older sister was treated this way. She was pulled over and had a crappy car at the time that had a messed up window that wouldn't roll down so she tried opening up the door. Then was slammed against her car as the cop yelled at her, being extremely physical pulling her arm behind her back and ended up breaking her only pair of glasses. Luckily as time went on he only detained her but as she told it I could tell she truly feared for her life. Even I feared for her life as she talked to me about how messed up people are, how common it is for police to misinterpret and jump to conclusions by the color of someones skin.
As our countries grown more aware of this situation it's calmed down a bit on police brutality but not enough. There's still way too many killings of people who don't deserve to die. Whether they are white, black, male or female. One thing I truly believe though is that our generation is one of the strongest and brightest and together we can make a difference in the world.