The subconscious assumes many forms in dream and expresses much in metaphor. This poem has that feeling, that atmosphere, and I am still learning its language. Strange, because it's part of how the mind speaks to itself.
If it's any consolation, this is still a mystery to me also ... the dream and the reality of a bear having run through the roses the same night seemed an intriguing juxtaposition, one I could not articulate in any other way ... I feel it on a level beyond language and hope it somehow conveys the mystery that remains.
Yes, this was an odd juxtaposition. I have a feeling this older post popped back up again, but I'm glad it did. It's a personal favorite and I'm happy for your comment. :)
The subconscious assumes many forms in dream and expresses much in metaphor. This poem has that feeling, that atmosphere, and I am still learning its language. Strange, because it's part of how the mind speaks to itself.
ReplyDeleteIf it's any consolation, this is still a mystery to me also ... the dream and the reality of a bear having run through the roses the same night seemed an intriguing juxtaposition, one I could not articulate in any other way ... I feel it on a level beyond language and hope it somehow conveys the mystery that remains.
DeleteThanks for commenting, Geo.
Both are pleasant thoughts. That was a nice dream!
ReplyDeleteYes ... Thanks, Montucky.
DeleteAh! You dream of other places and times, too! Nice! :)
ReplyDeleteLife and dreams are a mystery.
Have a great day! :)
Yes, this was an odd juxtaposition. I have a feeling this older post popped back up again, but I'm glad it did. It's a personal favorite and I'm happy for your comment. :)
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