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ReplyTo a comment on Freud Spoke Of A Mother's Tongue, But I Interpret Dreams by Ranger.

Niphredil1 May 2006

First read:
I read the comments concerning therapists and patients, but I never associated the poem with either; they're far too mundane. This poem is a dream; and I read it just as though I were waking up, trying to piece together bits and pieces of an idea which was blindingly clear just the instant before I awoke. All I can recall at this moment are scattered pictures; flickering memories; a swoop in the distance. And she left me.

Second read:
I can see the dream interpretation theme in the first verse, particularly in the first line of every stanza. It would seem as though the first line describes a reality, and the following lines the dream. They could, in fact, be read separately and still make sense.

I did however enjoy the puns, although I seriously doubt I figured them all out, though. And of course, your trademark ;-)

Solid 10 for a indecently beautiful piece of work. I love a poem that makes me think. But beware of loading your stuff down with too many underlying meanings; you might be too subtle for the rest of us. :-)