Force Of Lightning Comments

What an interesting monologue! Today, I decided to randomly read one of your older poems just for fun and this is the one that popped up. Nihilism! I very well could see this poem recited on stage. Is the speaker angry or is he just an archetypal character with no hope? You ask in your note, 'what are the emotional consequences of such a world view? ' From this monologue I detect anger, disdain, zeal, suspicion, and a touch of sadness, maybe. It was interesting how the poem progressed from the beginning, telling a story about lightening striking, and of helping villagers to rebuild....this to me was a somewhat nihilistic expression of spirituality and even of hope. They keep rebuilding and the more prosperous people keep helping them out. Hmmmmmm. But then the monologue goes deeper and the emotions start to build as the negative experiences at first saved for the unfortunate, also afflict the wealthy speaker....dead children, dead wife....Then the speaker again separates himself from humanity, as if he is just the mere observer...watching things happen as they will. However, despite this supposed attachment the language changes, the fervor increases, and the emotions emerge. An interesting exercise!

I enjoy greatly your zest for what is and flowing with it your well-painted descriptions are alway a nice vehicle. Thank for where it takes me

Dear Daniel! such a sad poem, describung the pain of your family! But to get oblivion - you don't need lightning! and Healing - is not the aim and the purpose of our prayers to God. Healing - is in His will. And our aim - to accept His wiil. to make our ego-will to entwine with His true Will that loves and knows us more than we do! I wanted to cheer you up a little by this comment!

Great personification of death it is unusual for death to be identified as a woman. Also personification of goodness as a goddess of light, to me you captured these two personalities very well. A good poem through and through. Thank you for sharing ES

Refusal of hope is in itself an unspiritual force of human nature, it cannot by it's innate nature intervene in worldly and human affairs because of this. There is no emotion or consequences of emotion in something that has nothing to offer humanity. Very interesting and thought provoking interpretation you have exhibited in this poem. Thank you Daniel for another extraordinary poem of contemplative insight. RoseAnn

your ''finale'' translated into Italian: I want lightning to descend and burn me to oblivion before I surrender to hope. I know what we are - creatures of mud! Let lightning strike me as it will.... Voglio che il fulmine mi colga e mi dissolva nell'oblio prima ch'io mi arrenda alla speranza. So quello che siamo - creature di fango! Che un fulmine mi colpisca, allora, e sia quel che sia..