I'm just not a poetry person. I had to read this for a Modernism course. The poem the book is named for is just a celebration of the human body. It's full of a lot of obvious platitudes about how we're all equal and nobody should look down on anyone else. Idk, maybe that was groundbreaking back in the day. I can't get anything out of this as a modern reader. It was just a lot of obvious, feel-good stuff. ( )