What is the interpretation of "The Garden drowsy" and "The Weeping Garden?"? The Garden sleepiness:
The garden spreads dormant insects
Bronze's ashes blown blaze.
Level with me and my candle
Hang worlds flowers, their leaves at maturity.
As in some unheard of dogma
I move through this night
As age increased the gray poplar
Screens band Moon light aside,
When the pond LES, an open secret,
Once flowering is the apple of surfing and sigh,
And when the garden, housing Ake
Holds it before the sky.
Garden weeping
The Garden is horrible! He runs, he listens:
Is it in solitude in,
Crushing a branch like the lace at the window,
Or is there a witness near?
The soil is heavy load swollen;
Gagged, gypsy Weald.
Listen! Afar, as if it were August,
Night matures in a field.
No sound. Not a stranger to spy around.
Feeling abandoned, alone,
It starts again, dripping and tumbling
On the roof, gutters, slabs.
I will bring it close to my lips, and listen:
Am I alone in here
Ready to break out in tears in the dark
Or is there a witness near?
A deep silence. Not even a leaf is in turmoil.
No light to be seen.
Only the sobs choking and the projection of slippers
And sighs and tears in between.
What!??
Posted on June 24, 2010.
