The Dream Song Of The Deaf Man

[57 - Cheryl]

Because I'm here and
you are                                                      far away
                          and cannot visualize my
restless hands
moving inwards and outwards into space saying in so many 
    ways . . . 
                        I Love You.
                        Because our ears weren't made for telephones
                        and lonely nights and endless days
                        have led our thoughts through a 
                        dark, vast, maze
                        to teach us the defenition of
                        Seperation.
Because of all these things I send you this . . . Dream Song.
                                           Because each fleeting split adds
another slither of pain to my sensitive heart, while tears fall
                                                                  jet-propelled
                                                                         in 
                                                                         a
                                                               thankless tempo
offering neither sympathy nor recompense for your absence.
Because the dawn stars far above are deaf to human pleas
and cannot understand
the foreign language of my hands
My state of mind made me send you this . . .  Dream Song.
                                         Because my mute, aphonic lips
                                          can barely utter words of love
                          and after my futile passionate patomime
of how much to me you mean,
in the soundless night no answer comes
from your soft, sonic hands
to satisfy the dark, moonless, void of the shores of space
within my heart.
                          And now, while all is the same as you and I 
                          mute
                               as 
                               a
                              meteor streaking through the night,
                              I send you my love
                              within this . . . .
                                                  Dream Song.

By Linwood Smith
(please send me feedback about what you think of this poem, I have to do a critical analysis of this due by the end of April and I would appreciate RU's feedback on this as well) THANKS!!!

[Dominick]

My only reaction can and only will be:

Wow.

[57 - Cheryl]

yea it's pretty cool. the author is deaf himself. what do you think of this poem when you read it? i just want some people's perspectives from righters untie!. thanks xoxo

[Admin]

I like how the words are all over the place. Makes it interesting.

[Necktie]

Yes. It was interesting. Not the best, but it was alright.

[57 - Cheryl]

I got it from class and I have to analyze it. It looks better on the paper that I was given. I tried my best to write it the way the poet wrote it. Thanks. I still don't understand what in the world is the dream song??

[Dominick]

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I don't know how to explain it, Cheryl. It's a really interesting poem though.

[57 - Cheryl]

I am screwed. LOL
Here's what I think so far... when he talks about himself, it's on the right. When he talks about his lover it's on the left. Then when he's writing about the both of them it's in the middle of the page. It's kind of like sign language too... like he's signing it in American Sign Language. I still don't understand what the hell "dream song" means. darn it.

[Dominick]

That's a good observation Cheryl, you'll get it.