NPPF Canto 1 "that golden paste!"

[Scott Badger]

slitterZ:
> While I didn't think of honeycomb (preferring: won't you be my honey), the
> idea of natural determinism vs. freedom came to mind. But the word 'taste'
> ends two lines, 16 lines apart, and the first refers to Maud. Then the
> concept of being caged follows. What is the picture book that papered the
> cage? Why a cage? How does this relate to the question of freedom
> preceding?
> Since I'm seeing the seizure as a cover for sexual assault, the staged
> thunderstorm becomes the seizure, and the mother-of-pearl cloudlet is the
> dissociated reflection. (The windowpane reflection of the waxwing slain is
> his bedroom window with chair and bed. [cf., lines 11 + 145]) Being
> artistically caged becomes being ensnared by artist Maud. Then - why and
> where is he going at night, and why is someone happier when seeing the
> 'Milky Way' out taking a piss? What is he doing that is less happy? Then
> following are images of being different than the other boys, and being
> alone. All of this points to an imprisonment of a different quality than
> natural instinct or hive-mind, no?

I am open to this. A twisted poem, then, where the "loftier" discussion,
grounded in the vulgar and banal, is itself cover for an intensely personal
and emotionally immediate howl? I am most interested in where this will take
us.

Scott Badger