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Thursday, 4 May 2017
- May 04, 2017
- samueldpoetry
- fence, Lenrie Peters, Simple, summary
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According to an intelectual source, "The poem is a moral one which deals with the poet's dillema. He recounts the "dim" past and juxtaposes it with the future.
The future is misty and foggy, and for this reason, he cannot possibly guess what the future looks like, neither can the past proffer any solution. In line 10-12, the poet recalls another striking phenomenon which is a contributing factor to the problem he is facing.
This time, it is no longer time, but "age". Indeed he is so weighed down, that he is forced to confess that "I have not been drinking", yet he "feels the buoyant waves". Invariably these reactions in his body make him stagger. In line 20, the poet opines and acknowledges that he is still at his wits end.
He still finds it extremely difficult to decide which way to follow, whether to be involved in "doing good" or otherwise. He is neither for, nor against. He is only but a "fence sitter" signifying his dilemma."
The Poem:-
There where the dim past and future mingle their nebulous and aspirations there I lie
There where truth and untruth struggle, In endless and bloody combat, there I lie
There where time moves forwards and backwards with not one moment's pause for sighing there I lie There where the body ages relentlessly and only the feeble mind can wander back there I lie in open_ souled amazement,
There where all the opposites arrive to plague the inner senses, but do not fuse, I hold my head; and then contrive to stop the constant motion
My head goes round and round; But I have not been drinking I feel the buoyant wave; I stagger It seems the world has changed her garment but it is I who have not crossed the fence,
So there I lie There where the need for good and the "doing good" conflict there I lie.
Copyright (c) Lenrie Peters
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Tuesday, 23 February 2016
- February 23, 2016
- samueldpoetry
- African Analysis, armattoe, Gallery, lonely, raphael, soul, summary
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It is not a strange thing to see the elderly ones talk alone but sometimes one wonders why they find it very hard to ruminate on what borders them within their hearts than mumble it for people to hear.
Similar question was in the heart of the poet, when he met an old woman walking lonely on a road talking to herself but an answer to his wondering came from an abstract man (which might be considered to be the poet in his old age with such an experience). The poet told called the boy wondering and said "Child, you cannot know/ Why folks talk alone." He told the boy that loneliness and sorrow were the reason why men talk alone and similar reasons made "an old woman/ On lone country roads/ Laughing all the time/ May babble to herself/ To keep the tears away." from line 16-19.
Clear explanation of how loneliness and sadness affect old age was evident in the poem; as hu
man grow, piling worries and sorrows in their hearts, by the time they get to their old age, the reservoir must have filled and be spilling off their mouths in a mumbling form.It is not wrong to refer to the impact of sadness and loneliness as the theme of the poem.
The simplicity of the poem lies in its structure and form, the use of repetition and breif dialogue. The poem goes down from top to form a single stanza with no rhyme scheme unlike most early nineteen century african poems.
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Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
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Wednesday, 1 July 2015
- July 01, 2015
- samueldpoetry
- Audio, learn, lesson, life, Non African Analysis, summary, things, urdu
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I've learned that knowing "what matters most", seldom happens until it's too late.
That success isn't measured in dollars or assets, but in the company you keep and how much you laugh each day.
That if you can't stay lovers, you should at least stay friends - and if you can't, it was probably never?true love to begin with.
That the best friends are the old ones. They knew you then and still see the "real you" now, even when you're pretending to be someone else.
That a hug from my son can cancel out any bad day, and a hug from my mother is still the fastest way to dry a tear.
I've learned that accepting yourself for who and what you really are, is far more exhausting then upholding an image, but in the end the only rewarding option.
That no matter how much living you did or didn't do when you were young, one day you'll still look back and realize it all went by far too quickly.
That few things in life last forever, and the things that do are usually the ones you never expected to.
That one door closing doesn't always lead to an open window, nor is one man's trash always another man's treasure - but if you don't try to find something positive in every situation, you'll be left with nothing but resentment.
I've learned it's what you did for others and not your profession,??that people will remember when you're gone.
And mostly I've learned that life is full of surprises. Some that make you laugh, many that make you cry and a few that will change who you are forever. And you will many times be left with the decision of having to let go of something you want, in order to get what you really need in your life.
But while life many never be all the things you thought it would be, it is in the end, no more and no less then what you make of it - and its success or demise lies only in you and the decisions you make everyday.
© Missdestiny @booksie,com/miss destiny
Big thanks to Missdestiny and big thanks to booksie.com for this poem
That success isn't measured in dollars or assets, but in the company you keep and how much you laugh each day.
That if you can't stay lovers, you should at least stay friends - and if you can't, it was probably never?true love to begin with.
That the best friends are the old ones. They knew you then and still see the "real you" now, even when you're pretending to be someone else.
That a hug from my son can cancel out any bad day, and a hug from my mother is still the fastest way to dry a tear.
I've learned that accepting yourself for who and what you really are, is far more exhausting then upholding an image, but in the end the only rewarding option.
That no matter how much living you did or didn't do when you were young, one day you'll still look back and realize it all went by far too quickly.
That few things in life last forever, and the things that do are usually the ones you never expected to.
That one door closing doesn't always lead to an open window, nor is one man's trash always another man's treasure - but if you don't try to find something positive in every situation, you'll be left with nothing but resentment.
I've learned it's what you did for others and not your profession,??that people will remember when you're gone.
And mostly I've learned that life is full of surprises. Some that make you laugh, many that make you cry and a few that will change who you are forever. And you will many times be left with the decision of having to let go of something you want, in order to get what you really need in your life.
But while life many never be all the things you thought it would be, it is in the end, no more and no less then what you make of it - and its success or demise lies only in you and the decisions you make everyday.
© Missdestiny @booksie,com/miss destiny
Big thanks to Missdestiny and big thanks to booksie.com for this poem
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