Morning sun, shines bright.
Spreading warmth and cheer all day.
Parting, in soft hues.
Parting in soft hues;
Hues that spread all over sky.
Lovers meet on the sly.
Lovers meet on the sly.
Shadows, their accomplice.
In rendezvous, bliss.
In rendezvous, bliss.
A nightjar tweets assent.
Dusk creeps, in silence.
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I had not heard of the nightjar. Apparently it’s also called the nighthawk. People can never seem to leave names alone. It’s kind of like, which came first, the chicken or the bird. Nice job on the Shi Rensa. I first thought the tweets meant twitter, because of my lack of Ornithology lessons. I love learning new things through poetry. 🙂 (I actually knew the word Ornithology without looking it up. I’m proud of that one.)
I thought I saw the story for the entire poem but felt I lost it one point. Then as I was thinking about those last two stanzas in a complete tech world kind of way, I saw it was all there to begin with.
It was like easing up on my TRYING to see the links, they showed themselves to me. Goes to show not to TRY so hard when reading poetry. It’s there, let it happen. 🙂
What I was doing, just so you know how my crazy mind works:
I took the nightjar and made it as a reference to the Twitter bird icon
That mad the ‘tweets’ messages between lovers.
The ‘assent’ is their agreeing to their meeting.
Dusk creeps, in silence, is the approaching night.
Then I went back up to the previous stanza.
Lovers meet on the sly – None of my dense minded overcomplicating this one. (Like I did above.)
Shadows, their accomplice. – I linked this to the last line of the last stanza.
In rendezvous, bliss. – And this with the ‘tweets assent’.
That’s when I read through the Shi Rensa again and slapped my foreheads in a moment of ‘DUH’ realization that I had filled my idiot moment quota for the week.
All this to say, I do read these and think about their meanings as I do… perhaps too too too much. I may not always comment, but I do read them.
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Thank you so much for such a detailed comment. Really appreciate your taking time out to read and comment in detail. So happy to know that my Shi Rensa has had so much attention of yours. Am honoured 😊🙏
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