Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.
In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song
Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong
To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside
And hymns in the cosy parlour, the tinkling piano our guide.
So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamour
With the great black piano appassionato. The glamour
Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.
-D.H.Lawrence
Theme:
The Poem Piano shows how music can change one’s mind by making the poet to remember his past and broke out in feelings. The remembrance of our past life is important for one’s future. Also this poem shows the mother’s love towards a child, and how the child is waiting for it even when he has became an adult.
The Piano
Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.
In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song
Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong
To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside
And hymns in the cosy parlour, the tinkling piano our guide.
So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamour
With the great black piano appassionato. The glamour
Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.
-D.H.Lawrence
Theme:
The Poem Piano shows how music can change one’s mind by making the poet to remember his past and broke out in feelings. The remembrance of our past life is important for one’s future. Also this poem shows the mother’s love towards a child, and how the child is waiting for it even when he has became an adult.
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