Okay, I take your point, Martin, but remain unsure that all that is
needed, or that most of it doesn't come through as implied in the rest.
Still, the whole thing becomes powerful enough, at the end so as to
make any 'complaint' of mine of little use, likely...
Doug
talk to you all at the end of October...
On 27-Sep-06, at 5:24 PM, MJ Walker wrote:
> I disagree about that 2nd stanza, though, Doug - as there the
> oakiness, yellowness, sharp taste of lemons & "sharp songs" set up the
> absence of "me", the not-thereness in the 3rd; the 2nd stanza's 3rd
> line's "round day" prefigures "the day/passes" in stanza 3 and the
> fruitful eggday becomes the hole at the heart - and the
> "sharp...sparrows" (allegorical figures of concupiscence in the middle
> ages) become "passes brightly around this vacancy" in the 3rd line,
> which might remind one of the French "passereau" (pass her O) for
> sparrow... etc etc. Pretty complex for a snap. Great, Sharon
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