The Plough Of Time Poem by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
The Plough Of Time
Night closed my windows and
The sky became a crystal house
The crystal windows glowed
The moon
shown through them
through the whole house of crystal
A single star beamed down
its crystal cable
and drew a plough through the earth
unearthing bodies clasped together
couples embracing
around the earth
They clung together everywhere
emitting small cries
that did not reach the stars
The crystal earth turned
and the bodies with it
And the sky did not turn
nor the stars with it
The stars remained fixed
each with its crystal cable
beamed to earth
each attached to the immense plough
furrowing our lives
couples embracing... Congratulations and thank you for sharing this exquisite write, Lawrence. Cheryl♡
the evolution of time.thanks for writing.i do look upon the stars too but i wonder if they do look back at me.
drew a plough through the earth unearthing bodies clasped together/// expresses many hidden meanings///// greatly penned the plough of time
crystal cable and drew a plough through the earth unearthing bodies clasped together .. the immense plough. a very fine poem and great imagination. tony couples embracing...
Beautiful poem A single star beamed downits crystal cableand drew a plough through the earth
The awesome flight of imagery is simply fantastic. A wonderful poem, a pleasure to read.
'The stars remained fixed each with its crystal cable beamed to earth each attached to the immense plough furrowing our lives' - the poem ends so beautifully!
The crystal earth turned and the bodies with it, supercilious
Outstanding poem. Poem full of imageries and fine flowing. Sky's the limit, nothing can stop reaching above it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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i'm glad to see lawrence's poem featured today. this one is new to me, and i'm not sure i get what he's saying here. i am reminded though of a favorite poem by dylan thomas, in my craft or sullen art. -gk