Freedom Of Interior Imagination Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Freedom Of Interior Imagination



Sliding down mountains right into a desert oasis,
fulfilling dreams as they flit into forest streams
just down the trail.

Only able to do this through the freedom of an
interior imagination, coming through subconscious
thoughts being held, cared for and nurtured by
intellect.

All of them being kept and treasured until they
can shine on their own in a brand new poem.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 19 December 2014

The last two lines of this poem show us the inside of a poet's brain/mind. This insight should be meaningful to Tushar. You acknowledge the fertility of the poet's thoughts, so many ideas, images, impressions, symbols, et alia are uncovered everyday and go into the limitless storage capacity of the human mind, the poet's mind in this case. So when the need arises, the poet can sift through his mind for what connects to the need out there. Of course, that is also a general description of how the mind works. The deeper we delve the more unique the poetic mind is; the higher we ascend. the more universal it becomes. (I love this title. Wallace Stevens gave one of his last poems a similar focus. His title refers to the ancient concept of the Muse: THE FINAL SOLILOQUY OF THE INTERIOR PARAMOUR. It's really a beautiful poem. I recited it at my mother's funeral.)

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