A Man, A Cloak, A Gondola Poem by Sophia White
A Man, A Cloak, A Gondola
A Man, A Cloak, a Gondola,
A Subterranean Sea.
These Four recurring Elements
Compose a Mystery.
I draw him many, many times
Boating on that Sea.
And beneath his slippr’y boat
An eel with dagger teeth.
I don’t know how this imagery
Is always in my mind.
Perhaps it is a forewarning,
A vision of some kind.
A Man, A Cloak, A Gondola,
A Subterranean Sea.
The Four recurring Elements
Compose a Mystery.
A religious philosopher said that the essential religious experience was awe - that the Mystery must remain unreduced to rational explanations in order to retain its power. This very lovely poem manages to awe and mystify. It also echos a good many mythological resonances. Truly impressive. And VERY well-written.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 6:53:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Cool! ! I really liked this poem. Interesting concept. Well done! Hugs, Dee