Trashed Thursday Comments

You identified freedom as this poem's topic but it's not an outright celebration of freedom. It strikes me as the times spent in between bouts of freedom. When you are not necessarily exercising it i even feeling it stretch your emotions. I guess even freedom has to sleep sometimes and dream up new energy. The closing image of you sitting under the stars, half-thinking, half-drifting, in a mood of anticipation seems very appropriate and honest to yourself. It's a long-held moment that is gathering momentum for what's to come. The two closing phrases - WAITING FOR A NEW TUNE and BELIEVING IN A NEW SONG - sound at first to be identical, but I now think there is a subtle distinction in these two music metaphors. I can't put it in words yet, but there is a double layer of experience being evoked. future experiences which are related but not identical. TUNE/SONG//WAITING/BELIEVING - there is a subtle difference time will reveal, or your thoughts under the stars, alone and expectant.