shiny red tulip
in the tired daffodils
my sweet lollipop
© 2011 Elizabeth Ehrenfest Steinglass, all rights reserved
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I loved this hilarious twist at the end of your poem.October 28, 2019 - 8:28 pm by cheriee weichel
A fun poem - and a fantabulous pic to accompany it! A perfect...October 28, 2019 - 6:43 am by Kathryn Apel
Love your skimming ghost! And thanks for getting me to write...October 27, 2019 - 10:24 pm by Buffy Silverman
Fabulous response to this month's challenge. And you are...October 27, 2019 - 2:43 pm by Kay Jernigan McGriff
I am still thinking about William Carlos Williams’ haiku:
So different, this man
And this woman:
A stream flowing
In a field
I’m also thinking about this one by Ezra Pound:
In a Station of the Metro
The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.
I am thinking about what happens when two different images resonate. And, for an audience of kids.
I notice that these images are all exploring context, and they imply an interdependence…like when a child begins to differentiate, seeing himself or herself as both a separate individual and a member or extension of a family. How the parts create a whole, and how the whole defines the parts. Something like that?
Do you think Carlos’ man is the stream and the woman a field?
Hi Caroline. How exciting for me to have your comments! I hadn’t thought about it that way at all so now I’m happy to reconsider from a completely different point of view.
If I think of the man as the stream and the woman as the field, which, now that you mention it, obviously seems the way to read it, I actually don’t like the poem as much. I had been reading it as a poem about marriage and was thinking of the man and woman together as the stream. I think my reading is incorrect but probably reflects well on my marriage. 🙂
I think I’ll switch my allegiances to the Pound poem for now.