Nights like this: on the cold apple-bough
a white star, then another
exlploading out of the bark:
on the ground, moonlight picking at small stones
as it picks at greater stones as it rises with the surf
laying its cheeck for moments on the sand
as it licks the broken ledge, as it flows up the cliffs,
as it flicks across the tracks
as it unavailing pours into gash
of the sand-and-gravel quarry
as it leans across the hangared fuselage
of the crop dusting plane
as it soaks through cracks into trailers
tremulous wit sleep
as it dwells upon the eyelids of sleepers
as if to make amends.
Story
It begins with the moon shining on the natural world, and moves onto it shining on man-made things.
Tone
The poem begins with a tranquil and calm tone, but as the poem continues it becomes more angry, and we feel a sense of agression.
Deeper Meaning
Man-made building on the landscape is very intrusive and bad for the environment. And the poem poses the question wondering if healing of the natural world is possible. Furthermore, it poses the question of man's insignificance in the world.
Structure and Form
The 4 line stanzas create a sense of calm due to their regularity. Lack of punction creates a feeling of enjambent and the moon moving freely around the world.
SMD
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ReplyDeleteThis poem reminiscent of the journey by Patricia Grace. Though, that is a prose ,but the theme of man vs nature too prevails in it as it does in this poem.
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