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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. Willow—willow Shall I sing for thee Shall I sing for thee Willow—willow Shall I sing for thee Shall I sing for thee . |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Is this the chorus and we are to guess the song? |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. K, This is not a creation but rather a quote of the dying, (in fact I and others around him thought he was already dead), last words softly sung by a relatively young man. I thought to create my own context but realized I would be foisting my own intent on the last moment of a stranger who deserved to be simply heard, (for whatever reasons he had), singing his final breath. Thanks for reading. John . |
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Hyaunt Member
since 2007-07-12
Posts 74 |
Shievering in his last song the old willow bends down weeping to untie her boat --- If your poem has made me happy Your comments certainly made my night darker. it is sad.. Hyaunt |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
You know, I read this earlier today and was haunted by its simplicity. It's beautiful just as it is (even without the explanation). Thank you Alison |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
Thank you both Alison, You touched on why exactly I thought to leave it alone. And ladies, the man, whom I had never met much less known before, sang his small song and died in a vivid dream I had the night before I posted it. It is the only time I can recall anyone actually singing however softly in a dream and I can still hear him, lying next to me and a group of others as we sat on an embankment near a set of tracks at a small old railway station out on some unknown country steppe. I have no idea why it happened or what if anything it means. It was interesting that in the dream I wasn't at all alarmed, yet the song did cause a sad respectful silence among all of us as we listened. Thanks again John |
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Hyaunt Member
since 2007-07-12
Posts 74 |
How very interesting. I read this poem as a pleasant one..as a cheerful young man running around willow tree in spring singing, who just had the first kiss from his dreaming girl. After your explanations, I wonder how I can read this poem as one coming out of a nightmare. A soft hum before dying... Thank you, John. Hyaunt |
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