~ Philip Levine, Not This Pig (Wesleyan 1968)

            Not too much needs to be said about this poem that you couldn’t find articulated better by someone else, somewhere else.  I love the hostility in this poem, a kind of genuine anger in the speaker’s tone that keeps me coming back again and again.  It never gets old.  It seems fresh and visceral each time I read it. 

            ~TM