Underneath from rising spring there is life.
Are we not taught
this from the wonders of childhood,
and later when man
greets his baby with his wife?
Promises of spring
will come,
but soon
snow will fall,
and light
and warmth will be gone.
Forgive me for this
depressing part I must permit,
when I tell you that
the return of a swallow does not change a bit.
For new
growth cannot exist without first the destruction of the old,
and
therefore, nothing good shall ever last for long.
Dark and melancholy. Seems like an exercise or meditation upon such emotions anyone can feel at any time. And that it doesn't rhyme also seem to underline the dooming nature.
ReplyDeleteIt also seems interesting how you chose to contrast "the destruction of the old" with "nothing good shall ever last for long" after having used "snow will fall". My point is that there seem to be a double-eaning with "the old", which depends on wether one chooses to interpret this to be good or bad.
A poem that made me think.
This is actually an example of a case where the backwards phrase is much more interesting than the slightly cliché original forward phrase. Good find, or gift from the hoard!
ReplyDeleteIn terms of content you write in a well-established traditional mode, straight back to Shelley who famously asked in Ode to the West Wind: "O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?"