I MADE my song a coat
Covered with embroideries
Out of old mythologies
From heel to throat;
But the fools caught it,
Wore it in the world's eyes
As though they'd wrought it.
Song, let them take it,
For there's more enterprise
In walking naked.
To try to interpret another’s work is useful only as a practice. The artist can never truly understand his or her own work, if truly art. We can learn more about a person, hypothetically, by studying their physical nakedness. From art we learn more about ourselves than we could ever know about another soul.
Thanks for that comment. It’s true. A good poem. When we do walk naked we are soon wrapped in the boring perceptions of the world. I will return to the imagination.
Let imagination loose:
THAT crazed girl improvising her music.
Her poetry, dancing upon the shore...
Amazing
His song a coat that other fools took and made their own, and he would rather go about naked
Poetry is a window to one's soul, to grasp this is to understand poetry
Love the ending of this poem: For there is more enterprise in walking naked. Always associated nakedness with shame. Never thought of it in a different way.
I think he's talking about one's persona, protective outer personality. But then people can take it, leaving the person exposed. So I guess he's then saying, screw it, better to be yourself, be naked and be comfortable with it.
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