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Anonymous Posted 12 years ago
Help me with a poem
... tell nothing
in the flush of your fear
speak no word that the sea may hear
trust to it no name call no one
enemy or friend utter not one sigh
to snag on a reef
or curl round the coral keep
furl song in your throat tales of fire
laughter and ice cram in your
brimful eyes confess nothing
in the crest of your fear
lock up your tongue
that when it chill fingers
reach deep to pluck out your heart
make no sound not one prayer
vault your voice
telling the wind nothing nothing
to the very end nothing...
i see some sense of isolation
and i think it relates to death/dying
am i going off the track or what?
in the flush of your fear
speak no word that the sea may hear
trust to it no name call no one
enemy or friend utter not one sigh
to snag on a reef
or curl round the coral keep
furl song in your throat tales of fire
laughter and ice cram in your
brimful eyes confess nothing
in the crest of your fear
lock up your tongue
that when it chill fingers
reach deep to pluck out your heart
make no sound not one prayer
vault your voice
telling the wind nothing nothing
to the very end nothing...
i see some sense of isolation
and i think it relates to death/dying
am i going off the track or what?
Top answer
The lack of punctuation makes it difficult to read. In my view, the key lines are in the center of the poem: Utter not one sigh to snag on a reef or curl round the coral keep. Furl [fold up] song in your throat.
- The lack of punctuation makes it difficult to read.
- In my view, the key lines are in the center of the poem: Utter not one sigh to snag on a reef or curl round the coral keep.
- Furl [fold up] song in your throat.
- Vault [this is an interesting use of the word "vault" as a verb, meaning to cover up] your voice telling the wind nothing.
- This poem seems very, classically existential: the world is a harsh place (like the sea), and one is all alone in it and has no one to depend on except himself.
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The lack of punctuation makes it difficult to read. In my view, the key lines are in the center of the poem: Utter not one sigh to snag on a reef or curl round the coral keep. Furl [fold up] song in your throat. Tales of fire, laughter, and ice cram in your brimful eyes...Vault [this is an interesting use of the word "vault" as a verb, meaning to cover up] your voice telling the wind nothing.
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