|Part One: Life|
|OUR share of night to bear,|
|Our share of morning,|
|Our blank in bliss to fill,|
|Our blank in scorning.|
|Here a star, and there a star,||5|
|Some lose their way.|
|Here a mist, and there a mist,|
(taken from here)
I want to try interpreting poems. Perhaps I can become better at it. Here's my attempt for today. After reading the poem above, I have this to say (that rhymes with today, bwahaha):
I interpret the poem as being about thinking and assessing at night, and acting during the day. "Our share of night to bear" means we all get some time at night to assess, but we might view it negatively as "bearing" it, or more positively as "morning", and we can chose to interpret the previous day ("our blank") positively, filled with "bliss", or "scorn" the things that happened...
The stars and mist might refer to ideas, and the forgetting of ideas. We have some ideas, but some don't seem good "lose their way", and some we forget in the "mist".. and after we've done all this thinking and assessing, we need to try our hand at the next day.
Anyway, that has some holes, but whatever. We'll try again tomorrow. Maybe.