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By Jack Joseph Smith

Shuned Now that in America I know nothing but death When I was in a foreign' PLACE Every one died all the time Money was slight enough Crossing seas for beer Those who have been there are laughing when they read me Those who have not,, or pretended I guess laugh also I suppose hurt and trouble should not be mixed up But I think they should

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AI Interpretation

GPT

The poem contrasts American knowledge of death with a foreign PLACE where death felt constant, then turns laughter, travel, hurt, and trouble into a test of what suffering means.

The handwritten PLACE sharpens the line from vague foreignness into a physical location. The final insistence that hurt and trouble should be mixed keeps the poem from becoming a clean comparison.


Claude

Under the title 'Shuned', the poem inverts the usual geography of safety: 'Now that in America / I know nothing but death', while abroad, in a handwritten-emphasized 'PLACE', 'Every one died all the time' yet life was cheap and free ('Crossing seas for beer'). It splits its readers into those 'who have been there' and laugh in recognition and those who 'have not,, / or pretended' and 'laugh also', as if no one can take it straight. The closing argues against tidy categories: 'I suppose hurt and trouble / should not be mixed up / But I think they should'. Source spelling ('Shuned') is preserved.