Max Reif

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In Dream Country - Poem by Max Reif

Walking the dirt road to the beach,
I hear a faint sound up ahead.
It grows in volume
as I move toward its source,
recognizing mournful cries.

Rounding the bend,
I see in the distance
white shapes
on a black background,

right where long ago I surprised
a bull alligator taking a nap
and he roared, just like a lion.

Four swans, buried up to their long, slim necks,
try to free themselves from the mud.
Their heart-piercing cries give voice
to the pain of all suffering beings.

Frozen in my steps,
I watch them struggle.
Who will free the swans,
Oh, who will free the swans?


Comments about In Dream Country by Max Reif

  • (8/23/2005 12:02:00 AM)


    Dear Pradeep, I looked up 'alligator' and 'roar' on Google, because I was never sure if the alligator had roared or swished its mighty tail. The article I found said that alligators really do roar like lions. You still don't have to like it, of course. Maybe I won't either at some point, who knows? (Report) Reply

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  • (8/20/2005 11:18:00 AM)


    And what (says the therapist beside the couch does this mean to you? Would the poem be stronger if you explored what the dream means to you? Perhaps. Give it a try and let me know. The two kinds of animals within one poem are intriguing and haunting.

    Raynette
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 20, 2005

Poem Edited: Friday, February 24, 2006


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