FOG: ELEGY: METAPHOR
Day FIVE: Writing 201
This one took a l-o-n-g time in coming, primarily because I wanted to get the structure – meter (iambic pentameter), rhyme (ABAB) and stanza (quatrain – 4 lines) right, well almost ! Revisited the most famous elegy in English lit., Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard by Thomas Gray, actually read a good dissertation on it, and tried combining the elements of structure, theme and poetic device. Fog somehow became both the theme and the metaphor. Feeling a bit foggy at the end of it ! Whew !
A TRIBUTE to MEMORY
Befuddled mind, engrossed in seeking foothold,
Memories dense, from fragments millions condensed,
To make sense now, it needs the past to unfold;
Hence seeks and grasps at shadows — scattered remnants.
The present, ’tis said is the future’s dim seed
Since present within are embers from before
Yet, till a hold the mind gets on dim deeds,
Resolves, redeems those foggy intents and more –
No movement, nor a progress can occur,
Nor future see the light of winsome day,
For embedded in that code for coming succour,
Is Memory’s unseen grasp on human fate.
© Lakshmi S. Menon