I was unclear whether or not this piece was completed by the
abrupt ending. Regardless of its length or completion, I really liked this
particular piece. I felt as though Dybek was able to paint a picture of the
alleys in which he strolled; a lost misfit in a foreign land. The discarded
caps tossed down without a second thought, he saw as small treasures, which are
given even more of a symbolic meaning when his brother takes them to honor the
fallen insect of the earth. The words Dybek painted were rich in texture and
color, the words felt vivid and subtly loud. I enjoyed the power he bestowed
upon discarded metal scraps not even worth the time of the bums in the alleys. This
piece was very enjoyable to read because of how clear the images were in my
head as I was reading.
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| Bottle caps |
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