Barricade
The winters snow
fell like white tears from heaven as if
God himself was crying for
St. Petersburg,
Behind the Barricade
The Red Flags
stood strong and proud,
the revolution would go on.
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Comments
<Deleted User> (5646)
Fri 21st Aug 2009 12:07
I don't think this portrays being ''in favour'' of any revolution.
I have to say i'm not familiar with the St. Petersburg theme. I admit to being ignorant of these things because i find them too sensitive for my well being. That's not to say, i don't pray for peace in all situations.
The imagery is enough for me to say i enjoyed reading this poem.
Janet.x
<Deleted User> (6484)
Thu 20th Aug 2009 11:14
Steve,Rodney thank you both for your comments.
Bernie
Unlike Steve I don't think the image of frozen works (and why should he/she cry for St Petersburg?) Flags standing strong and proud is clitched; and what revolution is it you're in favour of?
As someone who visited Leningrad before it resorted to (one of) its former names, I appreciate this poem.
God's frozen tears as snow is a beautiful image. I used to think of rain as the Virgin Mary weeping over Earth, our vale of tears. It's very unfashionable to think like that these days but beautiful too.
Lovely, evocative poem - though there is a risk that the many atheist poets who use this site will weigh in with their dry, bitter, mystery-denying and pointless analysis!
PS. You got a literal in Red Flsgs!
And I think an apostrophe is needed ... winter's snow.
PPS I liked your Two Thousand Years poem too!
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<Deleted User> (6484)
Fri 21st Aug 2009 14:30
Thanks Janet.
Bernie