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A most un-PC dream
I woke this morning from a strange dream in which I was watching film with a kind of reverse-Scheherazade scenario, in which a young husband was trying to reconcile his bride to her forced marriage by telling her stories. In the end, he told the tale of a sage who passed a gold coin from one hand to the other, declaring "This gift I give from myself to myself, and behold I am one coin the richer!"
At that, her eyes were opened, and she perceived that she was truly loved. "But," she declared, "I mourn my name in you buried."
People talk that way in my dreams sometimes.
At that, her eyes were opened, and she perceived that she was truly loved. "But," she declared, "I mourn my name in you buried."
People talk that way in my dreams sometimes.
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I feel diffident about engaging in any kind of dream interpretation that could be even semi-serious about your real life, as I know only bits and pieces of it. So I will only venture the grand platitude that perhaps both the characters are Aspects of You (which is something I could say to anybody, and I bet is true of an awful lot of dreams).
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Well, you know, I'd only consciously thought of the maiden-name interpretation (perhaps because I happened to hear Larkin's "Maiden Name" read on the radio a couple of days ago), but now you mention it, I think you're probably right.
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POEM STORY SOMETHING THANK YOU.
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