That’s a great question, and those were lines I wrestled with quite a bit. The most generous reading is that I’m alluding to a purpose beyond nature itself (or herself in the poems case), but I admit it was clumsily done. However, I am so grateful for your readership and thoughtful comments! More to come soon.
As always, I love the “visuals” and the messages in your verse. In this poem, I have a question.
You write:
Nature explains no purpose and no plan;
she was not shaped to flatter restless man.
She grows, she withers, shelters, wounds, renews,
and spends the stars like silver on the dews.
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Doesn’t the withering, sheltering, wounding and renewing of nature conflict with your line that says “nature explains no purpose and no plan”?
That was the only stumble for me in your poem.
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You have a gift and a talent. I look forward to continue reading and “watching” what you write.
Wright on, sir - write on.
That’s a great question, and those were lines I wrestled with quite a bit. The most generous reading is that I’m alluding to a purpose beyond nature itself (or herself in the poems case), but I admit it was clumsily done. However, I am so grateful for your readership and thoughtful comments! More to come soon.