Hello there Oludpoet - We have not met before, but I admire your poem,and your confidence in juggling with metaphor. However - I, too, was left unsure about exactly what the poem was telling me. Extra punctuation might have made your intention clearer. I'll offer you the thoughts that came to me as I read your poem. If I was wrong, I'm sorry.
My final understanding was that these verses are a heart-broken, valedictory poem to a parent, possibly your departed mother. I really do need to feel clearer about whom you are mourning.
You sojourned on a winged metal - He/she spent some time on an aeroplane? In which case, You sojourned in winged metal. - Would sound better to an English ear. I am now wondering about the identity of the 'you' who went away in an aeroplane?'
we contributed tears thereafter A sad departure, but just how sad is it? A lover, a friend , or even a much loved member of your family?
to sail the encasement of your cadaver I loved the words, and the use of the word, 'cadaver' is slightly shocking; suggesting a body on a mortuary slab. I still can't tell who has died.
Did I not owe the two eggs in the sagging sack between my legs to you my generous angel? The thought about heredity here, suggests that, the, 'You' in question was a parent, possibly a mother?
bad debt. You owe her/him a debt that has not, cannot now, be repaid.
Now you travel in this submarine of unfulfilled dreams, A submarine? The, 'winged metal' was not an aeroplane - possibly, a burial at sea?
The hour of my life The origin of your life has departed -but you fear to follow. has gone north east but fear has kept me from marital feast
see you, angel When you die, your, 'angel'; almost certainly, your mother, will be waiting to meet you in Heaven. at the arrival terminal where you'll introduce me to the company of angels.
I am probably way off the mark with my interpretation - but I was left feeling confused about your intent, whilst still admiring your evocation of loss. Leo
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