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crypticbard
crypticbard
Oct 12, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

A Cup Runneth Over

The well has not gone dry,
less frequented maybe
by both the drawers and
the occasional passersby.

The stones are loose;
between them, mortar dissolves-
by clement or contrary
weather on seasonal cue.

The vessel is parched
and longs for its lover
by pulley once lowered
its rope frayed with disuse.
— crypticbard, Oct 12, 2009

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Region, Country: West Moreton, AUS

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yenti

yenti

16 years 8 months ago

A Cup Full

The theme was a good one to write on, but I felt that confusion was there as we talked of a well and its condition, where man has not been to use it much, and the main point was that the Cup Runneth Over. For the water is the staff of life for all things then has the man turned away from his roots and found a false Cup. Need to think on this one somehow, Yours Ian.T
Frederick Kesner

Frederick Kesner

16 years 8 months ago

Thanks

I am happy that you have brought up that incongruity, Ian. And thus the conflicting images have effected a tension that I have hopes would guide the interpretation of the poem. Maybe I pushed too far in attempting to elicit such tension and if so seek forgiveness.