Word Camel please...

Posted by Word Camel on June 17, 2003

In Reply to: Word Camel please... posted by sphinx on June 17, 2003

: here is the poem from which "sketched reeds" comes. can you explain it now?

: Home
: Step out of the station,

: I make my way to the mountains.

: An emotion* reminds me everyone's waiting on the other side.

: I walk on the country road,

: Many scenes of childhood appear.

: It winds across the field, just like a stream*.

: In the sunshine, among the woods, Breathing the fresh air.

: No smoke, no shades of skyscrapers*, Nothing I hated.

: In my eyes, full of colours.

: Green grass and yellow grain, flaming flowers brightly blaze,

: Blue lake and white sand, sketched reeds* catch the breeze*.

: Around my ears, full of songs.

: Singing of the birds, barking* of dogs, Wind rustles* leaves and drops echo* in the well.

: Now, it's a calm to my rush of days.

: It's great to return to nature mum.

: The sun rises from the horizon on land,

: The sun rolls across the sapphire* sky,

: It then sets over the misty* lake.

: Every day the sun is new, the life is new.

: Now, old is just new to me.

: It's wonderful to be back.

: I see my house, I see my parents.

: I know they're waiting for me.

: Hi, I'm back, back to home!

Based on the lines that come before it in the poem, it sounds like he is implying that the colours of the landscape are like a vibrant like a piece of art, probably a painting. The reeds, look perfect, like some one has sketched them.

That would be my guess. I say 'guess' because you can't always understand poetry in a precise, literal way.