I like each poem, this sequence, the kinds of "movement" between inner and outer, primeval and contemporary, death and life, crow, god, woman, man, meterology, and imagination. And, I am somewhat reminded of Theodore Roethke's poem, "Night Crow":
Night Crow
When I saw that clumsy crow Flap from a wasted tree, A shape in the mind rose up: Over the gulfs of dream Flew a tremendous bird Further and further away Into a moonless black, Deep in the brain, far back.
I like each poem, this sequence, the kinds of "movement" between inner and outer, primeval and contemporary, death and life, crow, god, woman, man, meterology, and imagination. And, I am somewhat reminded of Theodore Roethke's poem, "Night Crow":
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When I saw that clumsy crow
Flap from a wasted tree,
A shape in the mind rose up:
Over the gulfs of dream
Flew a tremendous bird
Further and further away
Into a moonless black,
Deep in the brain, far back.
Thank you, Chen-ou Liu.
Donna Fleischer
Dear Donna:
DeleteMany thanks for your close reading and for sharing your wonderful thought.
And I enjoyed reading Theodore Roethke's "Night Crow." A Blyian leaping image poem infused with psychological depth.
Have a nice weekend.
Chen-ou
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