Thank you, again and again,: Thank you, again and again, for interpreting this exactly the way I intended it to be interpreted, and, as a bonus, presenting it with a splendid poignancy that is, in itself, a gift.
Your experience in July, 1974 still amazes me, and I'm deeply moved, deeply humbled, that such a phenomenal and pivotal moment was evoked through my message. If I never wrote another word I would be satisfied that one of my poems brought someone that kind of joy.
Greatest respect and boundless gratitude.
By the fates ordained: Haha you don't have to, cuz it never happened; however, on karma, with the way words tend to manipulate reality, now I suspect might.
"I begin again" That's epic!: "I begin again" That's epic! Standing O!
What a way to end a brilliant personification of love as fantasy. Each line tumbles with striking eloquence into the next and builds to that last, superior line. Gorgeous dreamwork.
You're one of the wise ones: You're one of the wise ones who know what truly matters, and you gracefully defied the menace of time by acknowledging it in this sparkling gem. An inspiration!
You wrapped up some instant: You wrapped up some instant karma in this startling tanka. I can't imagine what that must have been like, but leave it to a great poet like yourself to turn it into art. Intense stuff.
The boon and the bane of: The boon and the bane of social media and the worldwide web. As much as it pains us, a pane of a many windowed house that is humanity.
Rarely has a poem: Rarely has a poem
Affected me this way
Many have attempted
Only to fall away
Nothing beats the feeling
A feeling I can't hide
To experience the joy of
Having peace of mind
Often I have wondered
Must I make a choice
Pretty soon time will run out
So raise your head, rejoice!
Only God can make a tree
Nothing is so clear
Thinking WTF am I doing here?
It may not be strange at all: It may not be strange at all as we have our watering holes, pubs and happy places or spidey parapets, whatever suits the individual. And yes, besides a theatre and a family, it is also a home away from home. Extended family is quite apt to the feel and function as well. Cheers Evan!
I have loved theological: I have loved theological poetry since 1975, and this is definitely one of the best I have read in a long time. But, that fourth line is so powerful, so specific, and so profound that my words fail in its presence. I applaud your artistry in constructing the whole magnificent poem, but that fourth line is, for me, its centerpiece.
Starward,
One thing I find: Starward,
One thing I find so beautiful about poetry is that while it matters what the poet meant, what the reader derives from it is oftentimes even more important!
Regards,
Evan
Thank you, and yes!, I very: Thank you, and yes!, I very badly misread the poem and misunderstood what it said. Again let me emphasize---that misreading is on me, and not on the poem. I appreciate your patience with my confusion.
On shame: Starward,
I would be more than happy to explain the poem, and give the context behind it. I live in Indianapolis, pretty close to a neighborhood called Irivington. It's an old historical district in a somewhat more urban part of town, but there's quite a bit of culture there as a result. Irvington is known for being "haunted," and there are big Halloween celebrations in it every year. Hence the line, "in a town of fright."
There is a theatre in Irvington called the Irving Theatre. It is old, and a little bit run down and dark on the inside. I go to a poetry reading there every so often. Some of the seating is old church pews. There are thirteen church pews in the theatre. I wrote this poem last night while seated in one of those pews.
Lines 5-8 cover the fact that many of the poets there were sharing poems that were about shameful parts of their lives, as often poetry can do. Many of the poets last night were extremely timid about sharing their work, as I believe they may have perhaps felt embarrassed to share their poetry out loud with a group of strangers. Hope that answers your question!
Regards,
Evan