Beyond the last thought, rises
In the bronze distance
A gold-feathered bird
Sings in the palm, without human meaning
Without human feeling, a foreign song
You know then that it is not the reason
That makes up happy or unhappy
The bird sings. Its feathurs shine
The palm stands on the edge of space
The wind moves slowly in the branches
The bird's fire-fangled feathers dangle down
We studied this poem in class. I'm not accostumated to that kind of work. This poem is complicate to me, and I don't really find a meaning in what he says. I don't find links between stanzas. I understand that he speaks about relaxation, bird's song, palm tree? but there is no sense to me. I hope learn more about poetry to understand messages.
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