How Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

How



How the rain jumps
How the rain patters
How the rain rises
In this storm crisis.

Night of rain
Genesis of thrill
Thrill surfeiting
Genesis of pain
So I
So I

How the rain jumps
How the rain patters
How the rain rises
In this storm crisis

Monday, August 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: age,chant royal,dance,deliverance,escape,fantasy,ghosts,life,loneliness,magic
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 17 August 2016

Your poem reveals that curious mismatch between Nature as a beautiful display of life and Nature as a morally neutral background to our endeavors. Over the time frame of just one night, our perception of Nature goes from A GENESIS OF THRILL to A GENESIS OF PAIN, from a sense of Nature as benign to Nature as alien, threatening, not at all reassuring and comforting. The repeated SO I alerts us to a similar condition in our human lives: the experiences which begin in delight will devolve into regret and loss. This is a powerful poem with an uncompromising clarity of vision.

4 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success