I am wrapped in a strange enchantment
caught in an island spell
snared by an - age - old magic
Of a love no words can tell
Not for me the far away places
Not for me the thirst to roam
The tug at my hungry heart - strings
Is the call of my islnd home
I am downed in her great , green waters
Burnt by her golden sun
Dazes by her starry heavens
When her purple dusks are done
I have drunk the wine of her moonlight
I have lain at her breast thro' the years
I have shared her joys and her laughter
I have bled with her sorrow's tears
I have lain on her yellow beaches
with my ear to a fragile shell
And heard in its low sweet murmur
The Poet :
Wendy Whatmore was a Sri Lankan Poet . She served as ateacher of English.
Content :
In this Poem the Poet expresses her eternal love for her motherland, SriLanka.She says that she is attacted to her country as if by some magic spell.
"Snared by an age-old magic
of a love no words can tell"
The poet is inspired by the beauty of the country.she further says that her love and fascination for the country is so great that she has no intention to leave the country in search of better lands.
"Not for me the far away places
Not for me the thirst to roam"
These two lines remind us the statement made by pablo Neruda in his poem "The Lazy one".That is "I don't want to change my planet".
In order to portary her love for her "Island Home" in a romantic mood, she has used several metaphors.
"snared by an age - old magic"
Techniques :
Metaphors , personification
Rhyme pattern :
Regular rhyme pattern.The end word in the second line rhymes with end word in the last line.
Rhyming Words
spell-tell
roam-home
sun-done
years-tears
shell-spell
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