Fire
Monday's poem - Here are some thoughts.
Fire, being as it is - destructive and impartial calling someone else 'brother' and being brotherly in 'holding him close, wrapping him in circles'. But at the same time he is 'surging' - like he is ready to pounce and attack. He is also waiting to use and change his 'brother'. Somewhat like the Anna in the story - a close kin, ready to attack and defend her rights. The irony of it likened to fire is pretty evident.
The poem could have been chosen by the author also because of Brian's profession as a firefighter. I'm not sure, but is this what Syl would call mirror-images?
On hindsight as well, the poem reminds me of the fire in the core of the earth, ready to meet the surface of the earth, the crust as lava, but maybe, not just yet; 'not for years' but 'maybe thousands of years'.
Tuesday's poem is also about fire - in another form - as the light of a candle. Anyone care to shed some light?
Fire, being as it is - destructive and impartial calling someone else 'brother' and being brotherly in 'holding him close, wrapping him in circles'. But at the same time he is 'surging' - like he is ready to pounce and attack. He is also waiting to use and change his 'brother'. Somewhat like the Anna in the story - a close kin, ready to attack and defend her rights. The irony of it likened to fire is pretty evident.
The poem could have been chosen by the author also because of Brian's profession as a firefighter. I'm not sure, but is this what Syl would call mirror-images?
On hindsight as well, the poem reminds me of the fire in the core of the earth, ready to meet the surface of the earth, the crust as lava, but maybe, not just yet; 'not for years' but 'maybe thousands of years'.
Tuesday's poem is also about fire - in another form - as the light of a candle. Anyone care to shed some light?
scribbled by shaz at 5:24 pm
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Tuesday's poem by Edna St Vincent Millay -
'My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my fors, and oh , my friends - It gives a lovely sight!'
The underlying theme of Carpe Diem ('seize the day' in Latin) runs through this 'First Fig' from 'A Few Figs from Thistles'. I checked out the 'Second Fig' and it goes like this -
'Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand:
Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!'
Likewise, the poet encourages the reader to enjoy transient beauty rather than dwell upon how shortlived or negative consequences that it might bring.
thank you Shaz and SyL for sharing and implementing the two poems. You have shed some light on muah.
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