Inventory 4, Week 4

Edward Hirsch

The Skokie Theater

Twelve years old and lovesick, bumbling

and terrified for the first time in my life,

but strangely hopeful, too, and stunned,

definitely stunned—I wanted to cry,

I almost started to sob when Chris Klein

actually touched me—oh God—below the belt

in the back row of the Skokie Theatre.

Our knees bumped helplessly, our mouths

were glued together like flypaper, our lips

were grinding in a hysterical grimace

while the most handsome man in the world

twitched his hips on the flickering screen

and the girls began to scream in the dark.

I didn’t know one thing about the body yet,

about the deep foam filling my bones,

but I wanted to cry out in desolation

when she touched me again, when the lights

flooded on in the crowded theater

and the other kids started to file

into the narrow aisles, into a lobby

of faded purple splendor, into the last

Saturday in August before she moved away.

I never wanted to move again, but suddenly

we were being lifted toward the sidewalk

in a crush of bodies, blinking, shy,

unprepared for the ringing familiar voices

and the harsh glare of sunlight, the brightness

of an afternoon that left us gripping

each other’s hands, trembling and changed.

INVENTORY

-The narrative carries long rants of emotion being that this is only a 4 sentenced poem.

-The first time reading this through the name Chris Klien was mis-leading to be a male because shortly after he mentioned the most handsome man in the world.

-the "-oh God-" was a shift in the voice for the first sentence almost like as if it were the climax because the character is ranting his thoughts until he was touched in the unmentionables.

-"our mouths were glued together like flypaper, our lips were grinding in a hysterical grimace while the most handsome man in the world twitched his hips on the flickering screen and the girls began to scream in the dark" I couldn't figure out if this meant there was kissing of just mouths shut grinning as they sat next to each other after touching.

-The line breaks are almost consistent in length through out the poem.

-There is only one stanza for the whole poem.

-There was repetition of the the words "stunned" and "I wanted to cry" and "touched me"

-and started four of the lines

-were started two of the lines and they were directly under one another

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