Pause Poem by Anna Banasiak

Pause



I drift off


to the room of dreams


swaying on the rocking chair


with a cup of coffee


I open my casket with imagination


music seeps gently from the radio


setter stretches lazily


grasping the moment


of this summer

Thursday, May 14, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: summer time
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 14 May 2020

You and your dog - a lazy summer afternoon - you are drifting in and out of sleep - the dog is already deep in his type of sleep and everything else is paused. But the word " pause" suggests more than just a moment of time in which you drowse. It reveals your mind, poised between sleep and awake, is drawing energy from both states, and is perfectly at peace. That is how you grasp the " moment of summer" before it disappears.

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