A Public Scene
I saw two sitting on a bench. She looked a touch disconsolate. I wondered what heâd said to her To parent her inchoate tear. Or was it like a comforterâ His presence (though he didnât throw His arm around, how could I know He didnât heal, by being near, The hurt an absent criminal Dispensed.) But either way while those Two figures stayed, no end was fixed; The tear could yet still be revokedâ I saw it linger on the lid Unsure if it should drop or dry.
Vocab
âInchoateâ: nascent; just coming into being
Explanation
First stanza
The speaker of the poem sees two people sitting together on a bench. We see, through the eyes of the speaker, a tear forming in the womanâs eye. The speaker wonders what the man has said to the woman to make her upset.Â
Second stanza
Then the speaker changes their mind: perhaps the man is comforting the woman. It doesnât look like it, necessarily: they are not touching as they sit together. However, perhaps his mere proximity is a comforting, healing presence.Â
Third stanza
The speaker finishes his thought from stanza 2: perhaps the person who caused the woman to cry is not in the scene.Â
The poem works with unknowns and ambiguity. The speaker stops trying to guess who made the woman cry, and moves on to a possible resolution to the womanâs sadness. âThe tear could yet still be revoked,â i.e. the hurt could be undone as long as the two figures remained there, speaking, whether the damage had been done by one of them or not. Only if the two parted would a rehabilitation become impossible.
Fourth stanza
In this two-line coda, our view hyperzooms in to see the tear âlinger on the lid / Unsure if it should drop or dry.â The cropped image is a microcosm for the poem itself, unsure of its own outcome.Â
Lesson(s)
Stick around and talk it out! Few are the problems that canât be solved by conversation, many are the problems that can.
Be comfortable with ambiguity in writing. Explore ambiguityâand recognize that clarity can come through ambiguity. An ambiguous poem is not an unclear one.
Zoom in and out on scenes that you see in your writing.
Love is a conversation, not a feelingâand thatâs a good thingâno matter what Hollywood tells us.
Poem stats; scansion
14 lines
Iambic tetrameter
âRhyme schemeâ (there are certainly end rhymes in the poem, but to say it has a ârhyme schemeâ is a bit of a stretch. Anyways, if only to amuse you, here is how I scan it):
ABCDÂ CEEDÂ FGHG HI
"Love is a conversation" brilliant!
Words to live by. Wise lessons from a poem. Can there be a better delivery system?đ„°