I'm interested in the work "Europe" or the "Old World" does in this poem, as a memory to be overcome (through deflationary and at times anti-intellectual means, like the purposefully unsophisticated sea/see/sea rhyme, or the fleeting and instantly negated image of the trucks flying into the air) but as one that nevertheless persists -- like perhaps in the incongruous, anti-Pieta image of motherhood and the pink baby at the end.
I'm interested in the work "Europe" or the "Old World" does in this poem, as a memory to be overcome (through deflationary and at times anti-intellectual means, like the purposefully unsophisticated sea/see/sea rhyme, or the fleeting and instantly negated image of the trucks flying into the air) but as one that nevertheless persists -- like perhaps in the incongruous, anti-Pieta image of motherhood and the pink baby at the end.