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Little Red Cap

Little Red Cap. Taís Colavolpe. Little Red Cap.

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Little Red Cap

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  1. Little Red Cap Taís Colavolpe

  2. Little Red Cap At childhood’s end, the houses petered outinto playing fields, the factory, allotmentskept, like mistresses, by kneeling married men,the silent railway line, the hermit’s caravan,till you came at last to the edge of the woods.It was there that I first clapped eyes on the wolf.He stood in a clearing, reading his verse out loudin his wolfy drawl, a paperback in his hairy paw,red wine staining his bearded jaw. What big earshe had! What big eyes he had! What teeth!In the interval, I made quite sure he spotted me,sweet sixteen, never been, babe, waif, and bought me a drink,my first. You might ask why. Here’s why. Poetry.The wolf, I knew, would lead me deep into the woods,away from home, to a dark tangled thorny placelit by the eyes of owls. I crawled in his wake,my stockings ripped to shreds, scraps of red from my blazersnagged on twig and branch, murder clues. I lost both shoes.

  3. but got there, wolf’s lair, better beware. Lesson one that night,breath of the wolf in my ear, was the love poem.I clung till dawn to his thrashing fur, forwhat little girl doesn’t dearly love a wolf?Then I slid from between his heavy matted pawsand went in search of a living bird - white dove - which flew, straight, from my hands to his open mouth.One bite, dead. How nice, breakfast in bed, he said,licking his chops. As soon as he slept, I crept to the backof the lair, where a whole wall was crimson, gold, aglow with books.Words, words were truly alive on the tongue, in the head,warm, beating, frantic, winged; music and blood.But then I was young - and it took ten yearsin the woods to tell that a mushroomstoppers the mouth of a buried corpse, that birdsare the uttered thoughts of trees, that a greying wolfhowls the same old song at the moon, year in, year out,season after season, same rhyme, same reason. I took an axeto a willow to see how it wept. I took an axe to a salmonto see how it leapt. I took an axe to the wolfas he slept, one chop, scrotum to throat, and sawthe glistening, virgin white of my grandmother’s bones.I filled his old belly with stones. I stitched him up.Out of the forest I come with my flowers, singing, all alone.

  4. Form • 7 stanzas • 6 lines each • Lines vary from 9 to 16 syllables • No discernible meter; free verse • Internal rhyme: • “drawl/paw/jaw”, “shreds/red”, “clues/shoes”, “stones/ bones”

  5. Literal Meaning • Girl (Little Red Cap) is the poetic voice (1st person) • Different audience than the fairytale • Sly attitude

  6. Figurative Meaning • Extended Allusion to Little Red Riding hood • “What big ears/he had! What big eyes he had! What teeth!” (9/10) • Loss of innocence: “my stockings ripped to shreds, scraps of red from my blazer/ snagged on twig and branch, murder clues. I lost both shoes.” (17/18) • Autobiographical • Carol Ann Duffy met poet Adrian Henri at a poetry reading • She was 16 (he was 23 years older) • “Sweet sixteen, never been, babe, waif” (12) • 10 year relationship • “but then I was young—and it took ten years “ (31) • Passion for learning and literature • “Here’s why. Poetry.” (13) • “a whole wall was crimson, gold, aglow with books./ Words, words were truly alive on the tongue, in the head” (28/29) • She is interested in what the wolf can teach her • “The wolf, I knew, would lead me deep into the woods,/ away from home, to a dark tangled thorny place/ lit by the eyes of owls.” (14/15/16) • Wolf is a poet (male dominated literary world/ Adrian Henri) • “reading his verse out loud/in his wolfydrawl” (7/8)

  7. Feminism • In order to find the truth female character has to be dominant • Character swap • “In the interval, I made quite sure he spotted me,/sweet sixteen, never been, babe, waif, and bought me a drink” (11/12) • Character’s transition out of childhood/ Growing up • Childhood as a place she is leaving • “At childhood’s end” (1) • Boundary is where wolf is • “till you came at last to the edge of the woods./ It was there that I first clapped eyes on the wolf.” (5/6) • Age • “Sweet sixteen, never been, babe, waif” (12) • “red wine staining his bearded jaw” (9) • 10 year relationship helps her transition into adulthood • “but then I was young—and it took ten years / in the woods“ (31) • “Out of the forest I come with my flowers, singing, all alone.” (42)

  8. Literary Devices • Visual Imagery • “The wolf, I knew, would lead me deep into the woods,/ away from home, to a dark tangled thorny place/lit by the eyes of owls.” (14/15/16) • Giving up secure familiarity of home for unknown world of sex and literature • Symbolism (exchange) • The owl • White dove • “went in search of a living bird - white dove - / which flew, straight, from my hands to his open mouth./One bite, dead.” (24/25/26) • Grandmother’s bones • Enjambment • “and bought me a drink,//my first. You might ask why” (12/13) • “went in search of a living bird - white dove - //which flew, straight, from my hands to his open mouth./One bite, dead.” (24/25) • Asyndeton (enumeration) • Words, words were truly alive on the tongue, in the head,/warm, beating, frantic, winged; music and blood.” (29/30) • “year in, year out,/ season after season, same rhyme, same reason.” (35/36)

  9. Discussion Questions • What are your thoughts regarding poetry as a seductive mechanism? How does Carol Ann Duffy include poetry as a lure? • What do you think the murder of the wolf in the end of the poem represent?

  10. Sources • http://www.eastoftheweb.com/short-stories/UBooks/LittRed.shtml • http://www.thestudentroom.co.uk/wiki/Revision:Carol_Ann_Duffy_-_Words_Wife • http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=8&cad=rja&ved=0CFEQFjAH&url=http%3A%2F%2Fclc2.uniservity.com%2FGroupDownloadFile.asp%3FGroupId%3D333916%26ResourceId%3D2764228&ei=i81jULj-KOLx0gHS3IDAAQ&usg=AFQjCNGt_5OvXxtmQK9cmnomamSAln23ig&sig2=ABb53AbN-HsdMuz4Szbw2g • http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2002/aug/31/featuresreviews.guardianreview8

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