Poetry

Poem of the Week (PotW): “A Dream Within A Dream” ~ Edgar Allan Poe

“Take this kiss upon the brow!

And, in parting from you now,

Thus much let me avow–

You are not wrong, who deem

That my days have been a dream;

Yet if hope has flown away

In a night, or in a day,

In a vision, or in none,

Is it therefore the less gone?

All that we see or seem

Is but a dream within a dream.

~

I stand amid the roar

Of a surf-tormented shore,

And I hold within my hand

Grains of the golden sand–

How few! yet how they creep

Through my fingers to the deep,

While I weep–while I weep!

O God! can I not grasp

Them with a tighter clasp?

O God! can I not save

One from the pitiless wave?

Is all that we see or seem

But a dream within a dream?”

He cannot stop time. The beginning is a moment that ends too quickly, a moment that can’t be taken back. He holds within his hand golden sand, which are the sands of time. The sands are slipping through his fingers. He asks in a philosophical sense, isn’t all life just a dream? Is it a series of moments we’ll never get back?

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