‘Far From Home, First Dream in Months’ by Andrew Szilvasy The Society March 30, 2016 Beauty, Culture, Poetry 2 Comments August 13, 2012 I dreamt last night of singing with Li Po. (Or is he now sleeping, dreaming of me?) How much we drank… The world all vertigo… He brought his ch’in. It was life’s apogee. Yet thinking back, if he dreamt me before I went to sleep, what would he think? How strange The beer, steel stools, Beatles’ song, pub décor, How far from his wooded Eastern Mountain Range! On a distant tree, a white-crowned sparrow sings. Can you too hear it? Or are you still absent? It’s been too long since your last visiting, And my time out West has largely been misspent. Tonight, you won’t see Venus; the moon occludes —O my love, who can bear such starry interludes? Andrew Szilvasy teaches literature outside Boston, and lives in the city with his wife and two cats. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 2 Responses Joseph Charles MacKenzie March 31, 2016 This is a very interesting poem indeed. I do believe the final couplet succeeds. Reply james sale March 31, 2016 Wonderful poem – love the control of the Western sonnet form with the Eastern imagistic philosophy: very powerful. Reply Leave a Reply to Joseph Charles MacKenzie Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.