"Winter. Time to eat fat and watch hockey."
I think the poem "February" by Margaret Atwood is a very strange poem from line twelve on. I think that the basic idea is that sex is the way to stay alive and well during the winter months. The hockey, cat, and eating analogies are present throughout. Sex is compared to hockey when the speaker says "He shoots, he scores!" The poem also mentions the conquest of a cat marking his territory. The eating analogy is also related to sex when their is famine in the bedsheets. All of these analogies work together to make sex seem like a conquest to score, quench hunger, and mark territory. I think that this poem is kind of bizarre and has a weird theme. One of the questions from the book asks if this is what I associate with winter. I can assure you that I have never even considered these things with winter or any time of the year. This poem has an interesting theme to say the least, but it is very well portrayed through analogies and imagery.
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