A child one summer's evening soaked
a glass jar in the reeling sun
hoping to keep, when day was done
and all the sun's disciples cloaked
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To Vivian Smith The glass jar A crystal mirror of life Time to time it shining The essence of life.... Under The story poet crafted great imagery
he bedroom where his comforter lay in his rival's fast embrace and faithless would not turn her face from the gross violence done to her. To the worse dreams he went.... a very fine poem. tony
hen hope fell headlong from its eagle height. Through the dark house he ran, sobbing his loss, to the last clearing that he dared not cross: a great poem indeed. tony
This poetess has encapsulates the mind of the child that is fantasy filled. Great imagery and imagination.
She certainly knows about childhood fears and how they are translated into nightmares. Besides this level, there are several more layers of meaning one can easily see in the first reading which makes me wonder how many more there can be. There's Oedipus type mishmash going on in the kid's head, Freud would have a hay day with this, and there is the Christianity of this whole story. Breathtaking brilliance in this write.
So the loved other is held for mortal comfort, and taken, and the spirit's light dispelled as it falls from its dream to the deep to harrow heart's prison so heart may waken to peace in the paradise of sleep.
the resurrected sun, will again shines, ........... fantastically written, congrats. and thanks for sharing
A child's mind through fears, nightmares, dreams how evenly set finally is depicted here line by line brilliantly Very well scripted......10+××