Coincidence Poem by David Berman

Coincidence

Rating: 4.6


For Mildred Nash

Coincidence. Perhaps coincidence
Explains it all. Why look far out, in deep
For mystical solutions to make sense
Of how a dream disturbed more than my sleep—
A dream in which you sat bolt upright on
A Windsor chair and wore a long blue dress
(Ornamented with a white chiffon)
And on your visage bore a dark distress
And said your dog was dead? When I awoke,
I thought the dream an impetus to phone,
And when I did, the first words that you spoke,
Through sobs, were that your cat had died. Your tone
Was as it had been in my dream, which plain
Coincidence tries too hard to explain.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 28 August 2017

Such an interesting sonnet..... Thanks for posting...

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 28 August 2017

I thought the dream an impetus to phone, And when I did, the first words that you spoke, Through sobs, were that your cat had died. Beautiful poem.. thanks for sharing it.10.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 28 August 2017

Such an interesting write. Beautiful presentation. Thanks for sharing and congratulation for the poem of the day.

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Alexander Julian 28 August 2017

Thus basic situations are too much for being so evident, like that moment when a cat had died.

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Lantz Pierre 28 August 2017

The content here I'm not especially enthralled by. But the technique is fabulous. Some of the lines end in such wonderfully misleading ways that generate one thought or expectation before turning into something else with the words on the next line. Being lead down this wonderfully intricate path having to look forward and back to follow meaning while other meanings accrue almost on their own so distracted me that I only have noticed the regularity of the rhyme scheme. A couple rhymes jumped out but others are subtle and recede gently into the composition only half-noticed, or even less so. The technique is so exquisite it requires a second reading to savor what was first perceived and then to further take in the other delights, so dense but magically simple is the whole. Only going back to specifically unravel the rhyme scheme did I notice that this poem is composed as a sonnet. And only now, do I apprehend the exquisite match between the form and content, the allusions and complexities of what is coincidence and what is not. What is real in terms of cause and effect and what connections the mind makes because it's so far out in front of what we can consciously be aware of. Astonishing really.

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Dr Antony Theodore 24 July 2020

For mystical solutions to make sense Of how a dream disturbed more than my sleep— A dream in which you sat bolt upright on A Windsor chair and wore a long blue dress a fine poem. tony

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Seema Sharma Rimi 28 August 2017

And on your visage bore a dark distress And said your dog was dead? When I awoke, I thought the dream an impetus to phone, And when I did, the first words that you spoke, Through sobs, were that your cat had died. A funny poem. Amazing.10

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 28 August 2017

For mystical solutions to make sense Of how a dream disturbed more than my sleep— A dream in which you sat bolt upright on Yes at times dreams are hard to explain. Nice work. 10

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Edward Kofi Louis 28 August 2017

Hard to explain! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Anil Kumar Panda 28 August 2017

I thought the dream an impetus to phone, And when I did, the first words that you spoke, Through sobs, were that your cat had died. ...is very nice. Enjoyed. Congrats.

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David Berman

David Berman

Williamsburg, Virginia
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