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Author Name: PremiumCorin 3 Comments
Date Added: November 17, 2006 18:11:39 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Regretting
Where were you
In the confused jumble of our
Unbroken thoughts?
Where were you
When we called from the long night
And waited for an answer that never came?
In the darkness we groped
Towards one another, joined hands
And raised our voices in uncertain song.
To sing was a comfort and a joy,
But no answering music
Ever returned with the echoes of our lone voices.
We still sing even now,
Sitting beneath these harsh, fluorescent lights
That have broken the the blackness
For us and others;
Yet, because of them,
Light is further than ever
And our songs are songs without meaning.
Author's Notes:
Wordsworth wrote:-
 
"Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive, But to be young was very heaven!"
 
There was a great similarity between the 1790s amd the 1960s, later he too experienced the loss of hope that this poem expresses:-
 
 
The Youth, who daily farther from the east  
    Must travel, still is Nature's priest,  
      And by the vision splendid  
      Is on his way attended;   
At length the Man perceives it die away,  
And fade into the light of common day.
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeMichael on December 1, 2006 12:45:36 AM Report
Any man familiar with Wordsworth is worth his salt! " The world is too much with us......"  He weas right on the money with those words which, I venture to say, will be applicable for all times. You say our songs have no meaning, but  do they not still evoke comfort and joy? This seems to be a contrdiction? Michael
Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on November 18, 2006 11:47:24 AM Report
Oh you quoted my fav poem by Wordsworth!!! reading that reassured me always that my intuition was not misplaced and my views of reality were shared by many since time began.

 

Now as for the poem...its another example of your genuis. straight into favs for me. Its very painful to have to trawl the very depths of broken despair and alienation before we can appreciate the beauty though achingly sad account of another's voice calling in the wilderness.

 

Ali x

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on November 17, 2006 07:14:39 PM Report
David, Wow...what a great poem that  explains  so much.. You do have a way with great story like poems..How youth is such a reminder of our lives... Hugs ~ She Whispers




 


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