Ian's interpretation is illuminating!
"The trees appeared as if they'd never been gone" is my favorite line. The first verse is a chilling introduction to moonlight. Ian sees Dar as a traveler and truth seeker -and I agree- but I also see her as the artist. Dar wanted to be a playwright, so, the allusion to Tennessee Williams (they share the same last name) is probably correct. The moon finds not Dar's own version of her beauty but the introspective crumbling walls and moth eaten robes of the artist. When Dar says "I know what its worth to tug at the sees and illumine the earth," she is speaking of the influence of the artist. The shift of point of view from Dar to the moon, who says -"Oh, make sense of me night. I can see so much from this cold height...but their (humans) anger keeps on rising and they don't understand." The frustration belongs to the moon and to the artist.
Hi - I enjoyed your post as well as the one by IDanielsen, but you have misquoted your favorite line. It is "The trees appeared as they'd never been gone.' There is no IF in the line! It changes the meaning. My reading is that in fact the the trees had never been gone. She just didn't allow herself to see them, or the fields.
Hi - I enjoyed your post as well as the one by IDanielsen, but you have misquoted your favorite line. It is "The trees appeared as they'd never been gone.' There is no IF in the line! It changes the meaning. My reading is that in fact the the trees had never been gone. She just didn't allow herself to see them, or the fields.
This time, she turned off the engine and the headlights. Only when you accept the darkness of the night, do you begin to see all that there is to see (just as...
This time, she turned off the engine and the headlights. Only when you accept the darkness of the night, do you begin to see all that there is to see (just as it is with our inner voices). In meditative traditions the first essential is to quiet the incessant chatter in our minds (the distractions of the day). Only then can we begin to see and hear what is normally hidden, but is there all along.
The writer realizes her mistake and promised to 'return from now on'.
Keeping on the headlights you bring an artificial daytime into the night, the world of distractions, endless chatter, plans (roadmaps), She quiets the chatter by admitting there is no more to say and then 'surrenders the day'.
Dar's poetry is wonderful! Like all good poetry it is not to be understood (a daylight activity) so much as felt in the emotions that it engenders (the night).
cheers,
RLS
She is ready to listen to her inner voice (the moon).
Ian's interpretation is illuminating! "The trees appeared as if they'd never been gone" is my favorite line. The first verse is a chilling introduction to moonlight. Ian sees Dar as a traveler and truth seeker -and I agree- but I also see her as the artist. Dar wanted to be a playwright, so, the allusion to Tennessee Williams (they share the same last name) is probably correct. The moon finds not Dar's own version of her beauty but the introspective crumbling walls and moth eaten robes of the artist. When Dar says "I know what its worth to tug at the sees and illumine the earth," she is speaking of the influence of the artist. The shift of point of view from Dar to the moon, who says -"Oh, make sense of me night. I can see so much from this cold height...but their (humans) anger keeps on rising and they don't understand." The frustration belongs to the moon and to the artist.
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Hi - I enjoyed your post as well as the one by IDanielsen, but you have misquoted your favorite line. It is "The trees appeared as they'd never been gone.' There is no IF in the line! It changes the meaning. My reading is that in fact the the trees had never been gone. She just didn't allow herself to see them, or the fields.
Hi - I enjoyed your post as well as the one by IDanielsen, but you have misquoted your favorite line. It is "The trees appeared as they'd never been gone.' There is no IF in the line! It changes the meaning. My reading is that in fact the the trees had never been gone. She just didn't allow herself to see them, or the fields.
This time, she turned off the engine and the headlights. Only when you accept the darkness of the night, do you begin to see all that there is to see (just as...
This time, she turned off the engine and the headlights. Only when you accept the darkness of the night, do you begin to see all that there is to see (just as it is with our inner voices). In meditative traditions the first essential is to quiet the incessant chatter in our minds (the distractions of the day). Only then can we begin to see and hear what is normally hidden, but is there all along.
The writer realizes her mistake and promised to 'return from now on'.
Keeping on the headlights you bring an artificial daytime into the night, the world of distractions, endless chatter, plans (roadmaps), She quiets the chatter by admitting there is no more to say and then 'surrenders the day'.
Dar's poetry is wonderful! Like all good poetry it is not to be understood (a daylight activity) so much as felt in the emotions that it engenders (the night).
cheers,
RLS
She is ready to listen to her inner voice (the moon).