A New Lament, And New Hope Poem by Will Barber

A New Lament, And New Hope

Rating: 5.0


Who rules the master,
Who serves the slave?
Who tries to linger?
Who tries to leave?

Whose is the victory
When triumphs are done?
The Circus is empty,
the Forum forlorn.

Whose hero's boat
Hoists a black sail?
Whose bones are found
At Choisin Reservoir?

Why do we sigh,
Why do we mourn?
The evening sky
Shall take us all home.

Yet, as the sunset fades,
Friendships ascend:
Fragile words compass
Time without end.


2008

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
delilah contrapunctal 29 May 2008

Dear Will, Who, indeed........we raise our voices in songs of peace and clarity....well-said, my friend..... Love, D.

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Plenty of food for reflection here Will. Bittersweet indeed, and flowingly penned. t xx

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Luis Gil 11 September 2008

Time puts things in their right place. A balanced classic style. Art and friendship prevail. Great poem, Will.

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Ben Gieske 03 September 2008

Thought provoking. I like these lines in particular: “The evening sky/ Shall take us all home.” and “Fragile words compass/ Time without end.” You use repetition and contrast in an effective way. The Circus metaphor fits the message superbly. I am not familiar with “Choisin’ unless it is French.

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Sandra Fowler 13 June 2008

The last two stanzas are really exceptional. Beautiful work. I believe that we share some of the same sunset thoughts. Take care. Warm regards, Sandra

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Tailor Bell 09 June 2008

the classic Barber style if I must confess...always enjoyable. a sharp wit and tight lines, dancing meter with elevated rhyme. topped off with a proposition...of deep introspection. excellent read, Will. -Tailor

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Esther Leclerc 09 June 2008

The title speaks to our humble humanity; the final lines to the promise of forever. True friendship transcends every constraint. Thank you, my friend : ]

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