Bacchus In Concert - It Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Bacchus In Concert - It



Horse shoe formation
A hedgehog
In the midst
A violin
Playing.

Thousands sit
Imbibing as in
Magic nights:
They dance
In the sub-conscious
Not wild
As yet.

Beyond the cliff
A sea of waters
Smoke and incense
Fly as yet
Over it:
Here the Sacred:
Here
The Cliff of Verses.

Saturday, May 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life,soul mate
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 04 June 2016

This is either the metaphorical Eye of the Storm or the suspended moment before the metaphorical explosion, because the energy of Bacchus is always maximal, and that means it's often destructive. But the full force is being with held. The key lines are: THEY DANCE IN THE SUBCONSCIOUS, NOT WILD AS YET. The Bacchantes have not yet danced themselves into a frenzy, but I sense the wind-up has already started. And the explosive, liberating, trans-personal ecstasy will be aroused.

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