Comment 1 of 341, added on February 27th, 2005 at 9:51 PM.
To me, this poem is about an apocalypse of pure winter. A great wind of
destruction destroys the stars, covers the earth with snow, makes the sun
appear bloody by blowing dead, fallen autumn leaves all over the place,
causing chaos and destruction. Because of all this, humanity is forced to
be true to its own nature in order to survive - royalty is no better, but
in fact worse than regular people, friends are enemies when the tides have
turned, etc. However, with all the death will emerge survivors who will be
able to stay alive in the midst of all the dying.
That is my humble interpretation of the poem, but seriously? I mainly love
it because it's so cool to say aloud. :-)
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