Dream Land Comments

Amazingly captured this timeless Dream Land poem, excellently worded thought provoking. Fantastic poem! 5 Stars TOP Marks! Enjoyed truly having read this

Rest, rest at the heart's core Till time shall cease: ..... impressive lines. Beautiful poem. Five stars.

A timeless write. So beautifully crafted and executed and very thought provoking.

Where sunless rivers weep Their waves into the deep, She sleeps a charmed sleep: Awake her not. A very fine poem. tony

So great thought....I enjoyed this poem.....It was so nice........

its a very good poem! I love it

this reminds me a lot of the poem 'the lady of shallott'.. it is just beautiful

I'm looking at poems of this writer, trying to understand why they fashinate me so much

Dath is over-rated. It's certainly not like sleeping.

OMG TGC wittering on and on and on and on yet again just enjoy the poem and stop showing off. I find Rosettis poems alway beautifully written. Enjoy

I love the charming Madam Christina Georgina Rossetti's poetry, and I'm pretty sure she did more than just sit around.

Dream Land by Christina Georgina Rossetti is a poem about death and the afterlife. In stanza one “Where sunless rivers weep /Their waves into the deep, /She sleeps a charmed sleep: ”, the metaphor is life is like a river flowing towards death like a river flowing to the sea. She should not be woken because she must travel far “To seek where shadows are /Her pleasant lot.” This implies this poetic life being versed, is a life as preparation for death, as an eventual reward. In stanza two life is but a dream, the woman in the poem sleeps, because our life on earth is a sleeping state, “And water springs. /Through sleep, as through a veil, ” clearly indicating life is a veiled sleep. We wake when our soul reaches “The purple land”, the traditional resting place in the west. This can be taken as an Isle of Avalon, like King Arthur’s sleeping or healing place, or a metaphor for heaven. Therefore the 2nd and 3rd stanzas are about her leaving earthly things like “the rosy morn”, “fields of corn”, “grain /Ripening on hill and plain; ” and “the rain” she no longer feels. Her sleep in life is a developing preparation to leave things she knew on earth, before her traveling to heaven, or another state of existence. Readers who interpret only concrete images will not understand Rossetti's poem ‘Dream Land’. But the interpretation of imagery belongs to the reader. If the imagery is taken as concrete not abstract, then the speaker of the poem is describing the 'charmed sleep' as death. The Dream Land of death is now peaceful and pleasant, because she is conscious of nothing at all, and feels no pain. The line 'sleep that no pain shall wake/ Night that no morn shall break.' would in this context mean death. In the abstract it is death as an enchanted sleep, like in the story of Snow White, waiting for a kiss of life to wake her. In either case this is definitely “Rest, rest at the heart's core /Till time shall cease: ”. An indefinite duration of sleep until a clear moment of profound change, a kind of transfiguration, “Till joy shall overtake /Her perfect peace.” The exact meaning of this final image I leave for personal choice. However the beauty of lines in such poems, should not be forgotten, even if exact meaning is disputed.

Poem has a dour theme of sleeping from life, then dying which is a joy in the end, fulfilling the sleep dream.

Peace perfect in a dream land is nicely depicted by the poet!

A perfect classic piece! ! Such power in the words employed! ! It's such a comfort to read this poem...like a lullaby that gives hope with images of stillness and tranquility.. A gem among poems...

Her dream land is perfectly poised. We can feel all the softnes about it. 'That single star..', see, the effect of the image. The opening lines are simply classic and the last lines really tell the true nature of her dream. Dream can be joy personified.

This poem is somewhat chilling, but the darkness, which makes up this dream land, is perfectly soft, so one does not feel cold at all. Very, very nice!

loved this poem.. I wish I was in this Dream Land..

I really lived this poem. as wonderful as you write, i hope that one day i will have the talent that lies within you. thank you for sharing :)

A poem reflecting the fin de siècle sensibility which was (I google) 'the late 19th-century literary and artistic climate of sophistication, escapism, extreme aestheticism, world-weariness, and fashionable despair.' A chilling poem in some ways, but redeemed by the thought that after death there will be joy.