I loved the use of parallel counter-stanzas (young and old[er]; iniquity and innocence; and, finally, plurality and duality), it gave the poem a sense of mirror-order, shifting from one end of the spectrum to another in the realm of 'dreams' for the most part (as I saw the majority of the stanzas) and expectance...as if the 'sometimes' of wishing are more concrete and predictable than the unexpected (and I do confess that the final stanza did surprise me...pleasantly) constants of yet-to-be-fulfilled 'hope'.
I suppose the illusion I found in this is that the sometime-dreams and the always-hopes, though basely different are actually one in the same. The wishes of fantastic, wistful dreams and those of desirous hope are identical; each stemming from the same (current) nonexistence.
Thanks for the eye-opener; I learned a lot form this poem (perhaps not through an intended interpretation, but...). Wonderful writing-simplicity in this poem, conveying the longings of the hopefully (as in full of hope...not the other) lost.
Your wishes are the wishes of the most of us. The last lines are true. In the end we need a purpose for our life. Otherwise we can get lost. A strong ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote
This is one piece I love so much... This has got the yearning, the emotions, the love, the sadness, everything wrapped into one... This is just amazing... Great job...
Hello there!
I'm Priyanka, a dreamer's soul, a Pisces incarnate ( ;) ), with endless aims and endless aspirations. I'm here to give a voice to my emotions, to get in touch with my true being, to me.. more..