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The Moon & Sixpence
At such a sight
As the moon at night
So high, so bright
My thoughts take flight
The sheer delight
Of its vibrant white
Its pungent bite
Some day might
Emit its light
End my plight
Leaving me quite
Without foresight
Yet still contrite
All this I write
So slight
And yet
So recondite
My life’s Sixpence
I’ve almost spent
It’s true
I’m getting old
And to my cost
I’ve loved and lost
My heady tale
Is nearly told
For all my time
The pain, the wine
I’ve trod the edge
So they allege
But despite the sorrow
The joy and pain
Nothing in vain
The theme has been
I’ve lived my dream
NOTE: From ‘Wikipedia’, describing the derivation of the title for Somerset Maugham’s novel, ‘The Moon and Sixpence’, which is loosely based on the life of French artist, Paul Gauguin.
According to some sources, the title, the meaning of which is not explicitly revealed in the book, was taken from a review of Maugham’s novel Of Human Bondage in which the novel’s protagonist, Philip Carey, is described as “so busy yearning for the moon that he never saw the sixpence at his feet.” According to a 1956 letter from Maugham, “If you look on the ground in search of a sixpence, you don’t look up, and so miss the moon.” Maugham’s title echoes the description of Gauguin by his contemporary biographer, Meier-Graefe (1908): “He [Gauguin] may be charged with having always wanted something else.”
Great poem Roland and I smile and ponder as I read. Your last stanza:
” The heme has been
I have lived my dream”.
Beautiful epitaph … but what will you write if you live until e.g. 97? 😊 .
Miriam
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97?… Ah, There’s the rub! It’s just as well we can’t foresee our own futures. Thanks for commenting, Miriam.
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A wonderful poem, Roland! I read it out loud. 🙂
Your poem reflects your great attitude about life. It is encouraging.
I’ve always felt akin to the moon. I take a late night walk every night just to commune with it and the stars. 🙂
HUGS!!! 🙂
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Yes… Our beloved moon… sonorous of so much that delights. Thanks for commenting.
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