Critical Analysis #1 |
Day To Day |
haze Senior Member
since 1999-11-03
Posts 528Bethlehem, PA USA |
Day to Day and every day I bring you March and Wednesday as it drips and dries grating in the dull-gray street. Every day this tired month reaches out, with wanting hands asks to play, and you say No. Let me see you. Undressed, unadorned, as you were when you were born. Every day. Tired hands of Eve's clock wind round a cracking face where every day is bared and plain, open, palms up. Still. You dream of storms and horses, men bending flax fixed with bells. You dream and March falls quietly behind the day to day Me plain and unadorned. [This message has been edited by haze (edited 03-22-2000).] |
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haze Senior Member
since 1999-11-03
Posts 528Bethlehem, PA USA |
SIDE NOTE (I know poo-poo for resp'ing my own thing but...) SIDE NOTE: Since the day-to-day "Tuesday" was so popular, you may be interested to know that I am creating a "These Days" collection with day-to-day ennui-flavoured milli-seconds honed to full scale poetic attacks. So- If you really can't get enough of bourgeois existence... Check out : These Days http://www.geocities.com/marlena36.geo/thesedays.html (so shameless I am-poo-poo me twice-for the promo-plug) [This message has been edited by haze (edited 03-22-2000).] |
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Not A Poet Member Elite
since 1999-11-03
Posts 3885Oklahoma, USA |
Hi Haze, Just got back from lunch where I gave some thought to this poem. I was hoping this was beginning a series Now it seems you say it does. I also wondered why you started with Tuesday, or did you? I like this one better than Tuesday, maybe just the "Let me see you. Undressed, unadorned, part (dirty old man and all that). I was just about to say that one line went right by me, the flax and bells one, but now I think I see it. "You dream of storms and horses, men bending flax fixed with bells." For some reason it was like I subconsciously wanted to read a comma after bending. Well, like I said, it makes sense now. When can we expect the next installment? Pete What terms shall I find sufficiently simple in their sublimity -- sufficiently sublime in their simplicity -- for the mere enunciation of my theme? Edgar Allan Poe |
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haze Senior Member
since 1999-11-03
Posts 528Bethlehem, PA USA |
Hey Pete- Thank you much! "Men bending flax fixed with bells" is an element of a dream-sort of. A commune parks around here every summer, fixes their tents, and works as they do. One of them is a weaver of flax (linen). His stuff is incredible. Anyway-he weaves the flax and I have watched, even help spin occasionally. So the implicatiion here is weaving a strong fabric, bells attached, to ward off evil. And-I guess you know by now-there always is a secret under stirring somewhere in my stuff (even if you must dig to find it) The series is in full swing at http://www.geocities.com/marlena36.geo/thesedays.html already. I need a Monday poem and a Friday poem but...they'll come. Later-Thankies BTW |
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