This poem is very different from the others we have had on Muse for Monday. For that reason alone, does this one come on another day.
The allusions are subtle and may go unnoticed against the metaphor. Do not strain yourself trying to find any of them in search of the answer to the question below.
Instead, let the words pass through your mind and lips. One concept will reach out to you. Hold its hand until the end. There are many solutions to this particular poem.
If you get a different concept from a second reading, please tell me what each of them is.
Unlike others, I will come back to this one, when I return, and talk to you all about where it began and what it means in the end.
I hope you enjoy The Night Scene.
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In its chill embrace/A dream awaits
The Night Scene
The silence creeps
Beneath the locked
Tight bedroom door,
Chasing even the
Crickets’ song away.
In its chill embrace,
A dream awaits.
Its cast, scene ready.
The backdrop surreal
And staged obscene.
Butterflies at play.
The stillness breaks
First by motion,
Then, commotion.
Flitting bodies,
Butterflies at play.
A circle forms
And a hush falls
On the scattered props,
But in the chaos
The center’s unseen.
The players die
Away, one-by-one.
Save the last
Who enters within
The dawn of new day.
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What do you think this poem is about on the surface and deeper?
Rachael Black
/ January 13, 2012This is beautiful and reminds me of death. as does everything this last month. A beautiful death, not a crushing need to die.
Will have to re-read this as there is certainly more to it than my first observation. That is the point, I believe, of all allusions and fine writing.
Have been missing your words, intelligence and wit. Be back soon. Not only to re-read this intriguing poem and comment again, but to catch up as well.
Red, as always you place a wonderful puzzle to solve. Oh, and I so enjoy puzzles.
Rachael Black
/ January 13, 2012Of course this could be construed as birth as well. Can’t think clearly yet cannot cease wondering.
Bad Red! -grin-
Red
/ January 13, 2012*Giggles*
Red
/ January 13, 2012I do so love them as well. And I am back, so I will be to your space to see what the Strangers have been up to and to see what you have been doing! Red.
MattAndJojang
/ January 13, 2012In the dark clarity of silence, one sees things that one hasn’t seen before, one hears voices that hasn’t been heard before…
~ Matt
Red
/ January 13, 2012I like that. Very good interpretation. Red.
awarewriter
/ January 13, 2012Breathe in
Breathe out
Breathing away
the intruders
until
only the breath
and I
remain
Red
/ January 13, 2012Very nice! A calming exercise for the stage fright 🙂 I like it.
Androgoth
/ January 13, 2012I have read this several times and I am still pondering what this poem represents, however it seems to me that it could possibly be related to one that is perhaps in a coma, reawakening as it were…
Other ideas are of the possibility of the poem anchoring on an out of body experience but then again there are so many interpretations to consider, and so I will have to think about this one a bit more before deciding on which scenario I favour for this one…
I even considered the ballet of The Dying Swan but again, one can read almost anything into a poem, as the imagination intensifies…
Have a great Saturday Red 🙂
Androgoth XXx
Red
/ January 13, 2012I like The Dying Swan and that this made you think of it. You already have chosen some interesting scenarios. I cannot wait to see if you settle on one of them or choose something totally different!
Happy Saturday!
Red.
Androgoth
/ January 13, 2012It seems to centre on something to do with death or the immobility of a person, but as yet I am not sure which one I think is the main focus for me personally, of course I could be wrong entirely but it is good to try and formulate the interpretation and the analysis can be rather surprising once the real focal point is offered…
Have a lovely evening and a wicked Saturday Red 🙂
Androgoth XXx
Red
/ January 13, 2012This is one who will be brought into the light, or spotlight if you prefer, on another post. This one was both fun to write and wickedly deep once its ink was dry. Yes, I wrote this longhand, as I prefer my poetry. I like the silkiness of the ink on the page.
And I hope your Saturday is off to a wicked start, my friend 😉
Red.
Androgoth
/ January 13, 2012I agree with you about the writing,
as using the keyboard is almost inert,
I still write scripts by hand but truthfully
the computer is where I spend most of
my time these days, erm and nights 🙂
I was going to add another script but
I think it will be later today now, as I
will be having a nice coffee soon…
I am always burning
the candle at both ends
but as I have always
been a night owl this is
not unusual for me 🙂
Have a nice weekend
Yes I keep repeating that line…
Androgoth XXx
Red
/ January 13, 2012I just started another pot of coffee myself. I shall look for your new one later on my morrow. 😉
Red.
Marc Phillippe Babineau
/ January 13, 2012I feel the emphasis should be on the last phrase “Who neters within the dawn of new day” – sounds like a divorce or a birth (both very similar)
Red
/ January 13, 2012I love how many people think that. I need to forward this to divorcing friends, so they can read the uplifting comments!!
prenin
/ January 14, 2012Sorry hun, but to me it sounds like an actors bad dream…
Love and hugs!
Prenin.
Red
/ January 14, 2012No need to apologize! That is what poems are about…what you can get out of them. {HUGZ} Red.
Raymond alexander kukkee
/ January 14, 2012This poem is disguised sexuality…clearly. Very well done! Red, I hope you are having (have had) a wonderful vacation ! “:)
Red
/ January 14, 2012I have had. Interesting take. 😉 Have to wait for my reveal to see how close you may be. Red.
lorrelee1970
/ January 29, 2012I imagine my children, who should be in bed, talking, laughing and jumping around their room.
Red
/ January 29, 2012I love this interpretation!
authormjlogan
/ February 10, 2012Seems like a description of dreams to me…
Red
/ February 10, 2012Interesting take on this one, Mike. Check the pingback for what I really meant by this one.
Ted
/ February 10, 2012Many interpretations can be seen in this piece of work. Reading through the comments I can see validity in all of them. After reading several times I have settled on birth. Not the birth of a baby but the birth of something new in a persons life. Perhaps a young man or woman’s first sexual experience birthing he or she into adulthood. Maybe a spiritual birth bringing a person to a new understanding about life or something specific in their life.
Red
/ February 10, 2012A very good take on this one. Like I told Mike, check the pingback for my take on this one. Your interpretation is good on a couple layers. Good to see you tonight, Ted.
Red.