Now that I’ve finally figured out my username/password combo I can blog again!!! Anyhoo…I was thinking about the Generation poem that we discussed in class on Monday and the idea of the unborn world. The line “In the unborn world we heard the years hurtling past, whirring like gears in a giant factory–time time time–” reminds me of the notion of the biological clock. I see an image of these cells hanging out waiting to be born and they hear the ticking of the woman’s biological clock getting her to the point of when she’s ready for children. I was also thinking about the line “We didn’t want to be born we didn’t want.” It comes in the middle of tons of war imagery. For me, I think these unborn children don’t want to be born because while in their unborn world, there may be no chance of a real existence but there is also no chance of experiencing real pain. Once they are born, they are thrown into a “Divided Country” where all they may know is the pain and violence of growing up in the middle of a war. Just a thought…