Get out the microscope, because we’re going through this poem line-by-line.
Line 17
There are blows in life, so powerful…I don't know!
- The final line is a repetition of the first and, after all that depressing imagery, the fact that we still don't know what it's all for is even harder to take.
- You might even say that this poem is like those blows in life—it's powerful stuff, even if it's powerfully depressing.