The east breeze and the dawn gone
And the divine eye to its falling action
Oh the south wind too are in dying bed
All the three windows are closed
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How familiar words can provide a sence of 'defamiliarization', is truly, aptly and artistically manifested in this poem.....thank u for sharing sir....
Your poem, it is synonymous with the tunnel that bridges this world and the other world.
Thanks for the very reading... and for the evaluation.... the reference.
I think i 'get' it. i don't think i'll ever climb a ladder. at least not UPward! ! ! but i shall die; i'm pretty sure of THAT. I'm guessing green paddy is living person and grey straw is dead person? to my/our May showcase, 'young' man! bri ;) thanks.