Poetry Anthology - Cape Town Morning
Text:
Winter has passed. The wind is back. - seasons are clearing+moving: -> change
Window panes rattle old rust, - spring = regeneration/rebirth
summer rising.
Street children sleep, shaven mummies in sacks, - poverty+street children -> malnourished
eyelids weighted by the dreams of coins, - mummies = death*
beneath them treasure of small knives. - desire to be rich
Flower sellers add fresh blossoms - adding new life in dead/sour buckets**
to yesterday's blooms, sour buckets - this creates juxtaposition & contrast: life/death
filled and spilling.
And trucks digest the city's sediment - enjambment
men gloved and silent - ambiguous: men helping? or sinister?***
in the municipal jaws.
Notes:
Title: 'morning' = pun: 'mourning' -> sorrow for Cape Town?
Themes: apartheid, poverty, deterioration of Cape Town
Freeform = economic state of Cape Town
Winter = death; Spring = life. --> as Spring rises, the city gets rid of old death. (Rubbish, flowers, sediment, poor people)
*mummies = death. This contrasts with the youth of the children
** 'fresh blossoms' = hope, but it has been ruined by...
***... the city. The city = a great beast, which consumes all life it withholds.
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