A WREATH OF TEARS

in #poem7 years ago

                                                           

                                                            Your funeral was so quite, and small-

                                                                    almost too small, it is said

                                                                        for a man your stature


                                                      You must have preferred it that way

                                                           having buried so many yourself 

                                                                   and knowing as you did

                                                                how private grief must be

                                                         how loss remains, at the end personal


                                                           We would have sent flowers

                                                             but seeing how they had fallen

                                                                  callously into disrepute

                                                                and not wanting to offend

                                                                               we did not

                                                                             

                                                                                 Instead 

                                                              from the garden of memory 

                                                       suddenly blooming as with first rains

                                                                      we plucked, with care

                                                       a rose here, an envy there, ferns,lilies

                                                                           chrysanthemums

                                                           and drop by tearful drop we wove

                                                              a wreath from our personal loss


Meaning and Development of the poem,

                The theme of this poem is death and immortality of man. the detail that the poet particularly observed however was fragrant of the faces of the mourners.

             The dirge is one of the main poetic types of African oral traditional literature Death for the African is more than the clinical cessation of the human mechanism.

              It is transformation, and a mystery which constantly contemplated and impossible to unravel. the dead, especially elders, join a galaxy of ancestors who have very strong influence on the living. the beliefs which surround death help to define the African attitude to life.

               The background to this poem is the celebration of the funeral rites of the dead of a courageous and noble friend who died suddenly. it is an exceedingly moving poem whose effect is heightened by the poets adoption of the three-part movement of the traditional dirges.

                The title, taken from the symbolic ceremonial utterance of the poet during funeral, announces the dominant theme of mortality in the poem which is a dirge commemorating the early ''death'' of a loved one.

                The attitude is clearly articulated in the statement of vulnerability of the first stanza. the beauty of the poem lies in the way in which the idea of death is seriously suggested. the poets works work a number of images (rose, ferns, lilies, chrysanthemums drop of tears and wreath) employs a number of carefully worked out techniques to create an experience for readers

               An interestingly striking feature of this poem is its structure which reinforce the meaning of the poem.

               The death which the poet writes about here is, in fact symbolic not real. the poem ends on a note of resignation and with statement of the lingering sorrow which his friend's death causes. the poem's elegance is achieved through artistic control of the emotions expressed and appropriate variations in tone.

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poet( Kobena Eyi Acquah)







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Great poem bro...i love it

Tanx bro......it been a while though@zicodee

This is great. Beautifully written.

Thank you@khojo

The write up was superb, keep it up