This poem was written through an assignment that had me rearrange the words to Carl Sandburg’s Dreams in the Dusk.
DREAMS in the dusk,
Only dreams closing the day
And with the day’s close going back
To the gray things, the dark things,
The far, deep things of dreamland.
Dreams, only dreams in the dusk,
Only the old remembered pictures
Of lost days when the day’s loss
Wrote in tears the heart’s loss.
Tears and loss and broken dreams
May find your heart at dusk.
While the original poem has a melancholy tone, mine has been turned around to capture a much more hopeful and optimistic mood.
This poem is about people’s concerns during the day distracting them from what really matters, and only being able to get in touch with what matters when night comes and the world quiets down.
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