"Kyrie"
At times my life suddenly opens its eyes in the dark.
A feeling of masses of people pushing blindly
through the streets, excitedly, toward some miracle,
while I remain here and no one sees me.
It is like the child who falls asleep in terror
listening to the heavy thumps of his heart.
For a long, long time till morning puts his light in the locks
and the doors of darkness open.
—Tomas Tranströmer
This is a deeper poem. I need to it more tomorrow and listen to some of the Kyrie prayers/music
ReplyDeleteWow- hearing the thumping of the heart and the crowds of people rushing. Loneliness yet claustrophobia. I absolutely love the line "till morning puts his light in the locks and the doors of darkness open." A literal morning? A Heaven, perhaps. Reference to light....higher power saving grace?
ReplyDeleteEveryone else is rushing toward a miracle, yet he is not or cannot. Similar to opening social media and seeing all of the highlights to other people's days when yous feels down? A comparison of emotion...dark to light.
I wonder what the other times of his life feels like. Switching on and off from depression to...?
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kyrie
ReplyDeleteLet me know what you find?
"A feeling of masses..."
ReplyDelete"It is like the child..."
At times life suddenly opens its eyes...
All the light vs darkness sounds like Jesus. But there is someting odd about his descriptions. Being left behind or unseen, almost like an out of body experience, the narrator is a spectator. The heart causes the terror.
The narrator can see in the dark, until the morning, then light unlocks the doors of darkness. Is the revelation lost in the morning. Is it something the narrator dreams and cannot hold on to when waking up?
The Kyrie Eleison didn't add anything for me. It sounded boring, not like a thumping heart or much of a chant.