Now my five senses
gather into a meaning
all acts, all presences;
and as a lily gathers
the elements together,
in me this dark and shining,
that stillness and that moving,
these shapes that spring from nothing,
become a rhythm that dances,
a pure design.
While I'm in my five senses
they send me spinning
all sounds and silences,
all shape and colour
as thread for that weaver,
whose web within me growing
follows beyond my knowing
some pattern sprung from nothing-
a rhythm that dances
and is not mine.
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From guest tiffany (contact)
i fely like i was apart of the poem, i had my hearing blank the would return with a soothing sound, my sight th words seemed to present themselevs in such art i loved the poems i love judith her words mean so much to me -
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From guest Jennifer (contact)
Lol Leahgatt you need to learn to spell. Great job on the poem by the way. Love ya! <3 -
The something is what makes seeming sense out of all the events that happen to us in a lifetime. Like the addage, "with age comes wisdom", this poem implies that a pattern and weaving are taking place within us, and that slowly, as the weaving (like the forming of a lily) takes shape, things start to reveal themselves, to make sense, to be comprehended a bit better. Lines 19 and 20 (to me) seem to justify the fact that we are not in control of our overall dance in life; Fate? Destiny? The five senses are ours, just like "free choice" is ours, BUT there is another force that goes beyond choice. Try reading the last two lines this way--Mine is not a rhythme that dances. Then go to the next two lines (from bottom to top)--Some pattern from nothing sprung my knowing and follows...The idea of this exercise is to deconstruct the given order so that the words can come at you in another way--or through "other five senses".
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Dude, the last sense is smell.
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I'll have a go at looking at the meaning. Judith Wright seems to be saying that her 5 senses (sight, touch, taste, hearing [what is the last one?]seem to gather all she sees inside her and mix themselves into a complete whole [a "rhythm that dances"]that she can see. Judith does not really understand what has happened ["follows beyond my knowing']but she knows the wonder of this mixture as it turns her senses into an artful world of beauty.
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not reallyunderstand what its abaut anyone got any ideas?
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