Poem Analysis: Growth Rings by Deng Hainan
GROWTH RINGS Deng Hainan The arc lines Grow in layers imprisoned within the bark, With a seed at the circle’s center, Rings spreading like ripples across the lake. In the end, they are set hard by the chainsaw's incision. No sighing, no growing, Silence. Yet annulations have not been erased. Like a cerebrum, Everything that has been experienced has been stored in these whorls Though they can neither sing nor tell tales. The rain’s moisture, The snow’s caress, The chirping from the bird’s nest in the branches The roar of the thunder and lightning overhead, The black bear’s embrace, The woodpecker’s kiss. And more, Much more… Memories like air Melodies like spring, But there is only Silence. As the glade rotates, It spins the record around If only there were a needle Which by tracking the grooves Could excavate, resuscitate The song of life that should not be silent. About the Author Deng Hainan was born in Guang'an Sichuan province, China, on August 22, 1904. Died on Feb. 19, ...