Last week's discussion on the poem Lobsters was, in my opinion, very interesting (albeit vaguely remembered). I remember some very thought provoking and insightful comments made and questions asked. One such speaker, whom insists upon remaining anonymous in my mind's eye, posed the idea of "somnambulist lobsters" being a symbolic representation of humanity and its general obliviousness to it's impending doom.
In an oh-so-Lovecraftian manner, Howard Nemerov engages the reader (you and I) in an ominous session of apocalyptic contemplation on the end of humanity and our comprehension of our own mortality. As I ponder upon such subjects daily, it came not as a revelation or epiphany, but as a grim confirmation of my portentous musings on the matter of life and death.
Salut!
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