In high school I remember this kid had a party at his parent's house while they were out of town. Throughout the house on prominent display were professional photographs of him, his little brother, and his mom and his dad. All four family members had nice haircuts and sweaters, it looked like the perfect little American family. I'm guessing they went to the mall annually and paid someone to take a picture of them. It creeped me out, and I started wondering why this family was trying so hard to project that image. This dialogue (toward the end, with the discussion of flowers) reminded me of this party.
What I love about this conversation is that "flower" could be taken to mean anything--a metaphor for having (or not having) your shit together. Those poets are tricky.
Also, Cullen Hart is obviously talking nonsense in some places, but it's actually interesting when he disagrees with Jeff. I can see it both ways: not having your flower together can be lonesome and frustrating, but it also has its merits (or at least, the awareness of not having it together)
In high school I remember this kid had a party at his parent's house while they were out of town. Throughout the house on prominent display were professional photographs of him, his little brother, and his mom and his dad. All four family members had nice haircuts and sweaters, it looked like the perfect little American family. I'm guessing they went to the mall annually and paid someone to take a picture of them. It creeped me out, and I started wondering why this family was trying so hard to project that image. This dialogue (toward the end, with the discussion of flowers) reminded me of this party.
What I love about this conversation is that "flower" could be taken to mean anything--a metaphor for having (or not having) your shit together. Those poets are tricky.
Also, Cullen Hart is obviously talking nonsense in some places, but it's actually interesting when he disagrees with Jeff. I can see it both ways: not having your flower together can be lonesome and frustrating, but it also has its merits (or at least, the awareness of not having it together)