You will do battle with the light and leaves
Take warm sun and dive into tannin run
Twisted in the tree roots with the mullet’s fun.
Take your underwater weight of luggage
Tapping speedily on molecules of pebble.
The packets of light and your quanta of joy
Tickling your underbelly in the dusty suspense.
Millikan never saw what happens here
Under the dry door: scales and baleen
Seething with bubbles of light springing up from Ararat.
No trouble in the dark, no fear of vehicle’s pass
At the water table. What passes now is a rumble
On the mound and lichen summary.
Some words by the Mill Pond
Duck weed gone and lily’s on and on.
Mary keeps the wet gully corner.
She takes it all, from the Baptist
To the Catholic and the secular.
Even she that buried in the private yard
Outside of fence and child outside of marriage
Gives each drop and tear to the convict cut
Stony face in her washing bowl.
She mingles rain and the offering
Of bruised and battered reeds and lawn
And never turns away a stranger
Draining to the Mill Pond.
I think you have provided the reader with so much imagery and thoughts that it is a poem worth studying and may be a good idea as T.S Elliot did make his own notes of the meaning behind the imagery and the personal thoughts to bring about the poem. I always found this usefull because you could spend more time reading the poem and thinking about the writer’s purpose for writing and comments about ideas in the poem ie more of something beautifully said.
Wow thanks, I’m not sure about the Elliot reference 🙂 This one is a kind of belated subconscious response to visiting dad’s grave.
yep there is so much imagery here i can smell and hear it all! wonderfully fun to read!
Thank you! I am very happy that you enjoyed reading this one.