fellowcoco
06-02-2010, 10:36 PM
Hello everyone!
I'm reading Rita Dove's poem "Daystar" which discusses the roles taken up by a nameless woman as a mother and a wife.
I've had some problems figuring out why the title of this poem is "Daystar"? Does it mean the sun? Can anyone enlighten me as to how this title relate to theme of the poem?
Thank you very much!
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Daystar
She wanted a little room for thinking:
but she saw diapers steaming
on the line,
A doll slumped behind the door.
So she lugged a chair behind
the garage to sit out the
children's naps
Sometimes there were things to watch--
the pinched armor of a vanished cricket,
a floating maple leaf.
Other days she stared until she
was assured when she closed
her eyes she'd only see her own
vivid blood.
She had an hour, at best,
before Liza appeared pouting from
the top of the stairs.
And just what was mother doing
out back with the field mice?
Why, building a palace.
Later that night when Thomas
rolled over and lurched into her,
She would open her eyes
and think of the place that was hers
for an hour--where she was nothing,
pure nothing, in the middle of the day
I'm reading Rita Dove's poem "Daystar" which discusses the roles taken up by a nameless woman as a mother and a wife.
I've had some problems figuring out why the title of this poem is "Daystar"? Does it mean the sun? Can anyone enlighten me as to how this title relate to theme of the poem?
Thank you very much!
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Daystar
She wanted a little room for thinking:
but she saw diapers steaming
on the line,
A doll slumped behind the door.
So she lugged a chair behind
the garage to sit out the
children's naps
Sometimes there were things to watch--
the pinched armor of a vanished cricket,
a floating maple leaf.
Other days she stared until she
was assured when she closed
her eyes she'd only see her own
vivid blood.
She had an hour, at best,
before Liza appeared pouting from
the top of the stairs.
And just what was mother doing
out back with the field mice?
Why, building a palace.
Later that night when Thomas
rolled over and lurched into her,
She would open her eyes
and think of the place that was hers
for an hour--where she was nothing,
pure nothing, in the middle of the day