woodcutter cut down my shadow.
Deliver me from the torment
of bearing no fruit.
Why was i born among mirrors.
Day turns round and round me.
And night copies me in
all her stars.
Let me live unmirrored
and then let me dream.
that ants andand thistledown
are my leaves and my birds.
Woodcutter cut down my shadow.
Deliver me from the torment
of bearing no fruit.
woodcutter
Hi doves,
Just been reading through 'woodcutter' again. I printed it out yesterday and i've been enjoying giving it some thought. What a cool opening line, was the lack of capital letter on the first word deliberate or a typo?
To me there were a lot of references to fertility in the poem and to family. Is this what you meant or have I made a mistake? I hope if you have time you will explain a little of what the poem means, who its for and what its about, as I am quite intriqued and have really enjoyed reading it?
Thanks.
Ilex.
Just been reading through 'woodcutter' again. I printed it out yesterday and i've been enjoying giving it some thought. What a cool opening line, was the lack of capital letter on the first word deliberate or a typo?
To me there were a lot of references to fertility in the poem and to family. Is this what you meant or have I made a mistake? I hope if you have time you will explain a little of what the poem means, who its for and what its about, as I am quite intriqued and have really enjoyed reading it?
Thanks.
Ilex.