A Cloud withdrew from the Sky
Superior Glory be
But that Cloud and its Auxiliaries
Are forever lost to me
Had I but further scanned
Had I secured the Glow
In an Hermetic Memory
It had availed me now.
Never to pass the Angel
With a glance and a Bow
Till I am firm in Heaven
Is my intention now.
Now, pardon me if I annoy people but I don't believe in judging a poem when I know who has written it if that person is famous. I read them anonymously and judge the poem on the emotions it stirs in me. That's it. Period. I would expect any of mine to be judged similarly. I find this difficult but not rhapsody inspiring as one reviewer seems to find it. I wonder if I were to write a poem and he were presented it as having been written by the estimable Miss Dickinson he would be as pleased as if he encountered me anew? I give this one 5
tenderness glow in her ink
When Emily wrote a religious sounding poem- well let me just say, I never saw the irony of that till now. And that makes me appreciate her even more, if possible..
Duh.....................Not a favourite of mine Don't get it even when explained. The illusions or delusions it alludes to. Having said this it is only my opinion and I'm sure wiser heads than mine find some esoteric pleasure in it. To me it is just the wanderings of a strange and deluded mind. Hey but what do I know.
A profound poem with spiritual base. The rich in rhyme and rhythm life song is superb.
I love poems and when I grow up I want to be a poem writter Because I love writing like poems Too.
But that Cloud and its Auxiliaries Are forever lost to me, ................... well penned
Never to pass the Angel With a glance and a Bow Till I am firm in Heaven Is my intention now.
Very beautifully stated in a short but moving poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
auxiliaries = reserves, additional, Hermetic = airtight, sealed avail - to take advantage of