The innkeeper does not know: The innkeeper does not know how to think. He can only react . . . like the patellar tendon when the doctor taps it, or like a noxious arachnid searching for prey. In neither case is human thought required.
Thank you for writing that. : Thank you for writing that. Decades ago, for the Hisitory course requiired during Junior year of high school, I did a rather deep study of Mein Kampf for a 51 page book report (10 pages required by the assignment): the statements made in that book are eerily similar to remarks coming out of the White House. Events, also, seem to be aligning for a repeat performance: is Charlie Kirk's death an event similar to the assassination of the Nazi "spokesman" Horst Weisel?
Excellent poem. The Gospel: Excellent poem. The Gospel expects believers to show mercy, kindness and acceptance. The innkeeper who presently lives in the White House is not a believer and, apparently, is unaware of those requirements. His constipated ignorance of the Gospel will help him rip apart the fabric of our nation without a pang of conscience.
Oh well, okay. I was hoping: Oh well, okay. I was hoping for further insight into your rather unique perception of the poem. I can assure you that the actual experience, decades ago, was exquisite
Not sure why exactly, but I: Not sure why exactly, but I spent my whole time reading this poem 'smiling the smile I made a couple of hours ago, still warm in its pocket.' hahaha