12-30-2017, 06:56 AM
In the Meadows where our bodies once lay
between the vicious thorns of blackberries
we hid and danced and ran so far away
When the clouds had read us our histories
And when the rain restores the Life we hurt
I'll show you love in a handful of dirt
Notes: Verdant is a pun. This is a poem about Verdun. It is also a poem about my childhood on my fathers property, where there was blackberry bushes everywhere, and where i would take my girlfriend at the time to wander around. In this way, it is a poem about love. It is a poem about death. The last line is inspired by T. S. Eliots "The Waste Land", specifically when he shows the reader the blood under the rock and where all the men had died during WW1. The line in his poem reads "I will show you fear in a handful of dust", and I have borrowed from that.
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between the vicious thorns of blackberries
we hid and danced and ran so far away
When the clouds had read us our histories
And when the rain restores the Life we hurt
I'll show you love in a handful of dirt
Notes: Verdant is a pun. This is a poem about Verdun. It is also a poem about my childhood on my fathers property, where there was blackberry bushes everywhere, and where i would take my girlfriend at the time to wander around. In this way, it is a poem about love. It is a poem about death. The last line is inspired by T. S. Eliots "The Waste Land", specifically when he shows the reader the blood under the rock and where all the men had died during WW1. The line in his poem reads "I will show you fear in a handful of dust", and I have borrowed from that.
Thread closed as it was reposted in a workshop./admin