So...you knock at my heart's door
Now, when I rarely think of you;
Abandoned is my dream at shore:
Time and tide had wash it through.
O! Do not tease again in mockery;
I have learned so very well these years:
There is no place for infelicity,
And dried are all my tears!
Knocking Heart Echo Dangers the dangerous time between inlet forgetting rebuilding the heart and falling back into ravine gulf depths of a broken time Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Phantom Of The Past' by the poet Mihaela Pirjol. Dedicated to the poet Mihaela Pirjol.
'So… you knock at my heart's door Now, when I rarely think of you; ' the dangerous time between forgetting, rebuilding the heart, and falling back into the gulf of a broken time
This is the voice of a strong woman: she has experienced heartache but now she is on the other side of it; the upshot is not a defeated life but a new life, not a stunted personality but wholly new and vibrant one. Joseph Campbell said the only way out is through. That's what this speaker has achieved. She remembers but without being tangled in her memories. She's liberated and looks with a cold eye on her past suffering. It made her strong and focused.
It is important to give a decent burial to the phantoms of the past and this aspect you have brought out beautifully in this poem. We should get detached from the burden of the past so as to move forward.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True Love Vaporises Spent Tears Uplifts Glowing Souls the phantom of the opera past has too long too many decades sung siren songs into lost souls a chance word smell memories opens flood flooding flood gates too much instant slate clean swept heart guarded behind solid bolt locked out class slipper splinters then comes cobweb time knock at doors when ghost thoughts words no longer plagues total solar eclipse dark played heart strings tsunami earthquake scares solid bedrock cracks contemporary life sucked out with tsunami tides true love evaporates spent tears uplifts glowing souls Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Phantom Of The Past' by the poet Mihaela Pirjol. Dedicated to the poet Mihaela Pirjol.