Your Emotions Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Your Emotions



Your emotions
are distance that light
runs
yet they be finite distances
between whose poles-extremes
the wires of exotic Eastern
fluttered as a cranking iron door
in the wild winds
and there walks solitude and
it found
that she walked amongst graves and
amongst monuments

Saturday, November 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: emotions
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 06 December 2014

If the opening lines refer to the measurement of the space-time continuum by means of the LIGHT-YEAR measurement, the fourth line truncates the cosmic scope by the phrase FINITE DISTANCES. Then your poem presents a metaphor of an iron door opening/shutting, in any case, revealing a dour scene of solitude amid graves and monuments, which all suggest a dead past, or dying present. Is this vision similar to Matthew Arnold's we are CAUGHT BETWEEN TWO WORLDS, ONE DEAD, THE OTHER STRUGGLING TO BE BORN?

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