Tonight, my dreams
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Tonight my dreams will wear away the wind,
as the willow bends her knowing head. She weeps.
On painted silence a jasper boat will linger
by a sunless sea, mooring for the morrow.
She braves your voice, a treacherous tide
sunning the pale lids of jadeite islets.
Your eyes, the sublime blue of deadly ether.
Tonight my dreams will wear away the wind,
it will graze the autumn meadows,
slanted like my unappeased vows --
it will unravel the last chorus from an ancient book:
my fiction weaving, my inarticulate lies. -
"Your eyes, the sublime blue of deadly ether. " does not seem to fit in well
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This one is a bit more abstract to me. I like the idea of dreams wearing away the wind -- in that the dream fights against an inherent and constant environmental opposition.
There are three characters in this poem and I am unsure what the 'him' represents. I would think the willow represents the narrator, but I'm not entirely sure. It feels as though the willow is the one braving the wind and the dreams continue despite it. -
I think she is attempting to merge the writing styles of Chinese and Western poetry. Notice her choice of words.Originally posted by Bluesky_Liz:This one is a bit more abstract to me. I like the idea of dreams wearing away the wind -- in that the dream fights against an inherent and constant environmental opposition.
There are three characters in this poem and I am unsure what the 'him' represents. I would think the willow represents the narrator, but I'm not entirely sure. It feels as though the willow is the one braving the wind and the dreams continue despite it.
Very interesting.