Dreams Are Individuality

October 1, 2007 at 2:52 pm Leave a comment

Big Window posted this poem a few days ago:

I am I because I know my little dog
is twitching under his blanket in a dream
that by our account is probably infantile and
savage, but to him is elegant as a minuet
executed at the apex of the Baroque,
when leaves stirring outside the palazzo
mimic the silks worn by contessas,
and the body politic is doused in claret.
Alabaster footmen let fall the sweetmeats,
and lords and ladies descend,
shrieking in their cat-size wigs!

by Lisa Beskin

 I love it because it reinforces what I’ve been thinking about concerning dreams.  In dreams it doesn’t matter what any one else thinks about you.  You are able to be 100% of yourself in your dreams, even if no other time in your life.


Entry filed under: dreams, society.

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