Feb. 11 Homework

Piano by D.H. Lawrence

Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.

In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song
Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong
To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside
And hymns in the cosy parlour, the tinkling piano our guide.

So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamour
With the great black piano appassionato. The glamour
Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.

Response:
I chose this poem because when I read it it had a really big impact on me. I could connect with the person that the woman is singing to while playing the piano. Even though I am not old yet, I am still past the years where I was carefree and a child. Somedays I really wish I could go back to being that child because life is so beautiful and when you are that young things are all so new and exciting. So, even though I am not an old woman yet I still miss and at times even weep for that child from the past. As I get older each year I am faced with new challenges and new obsticales that affect my personality and eventually mold me into a mature young adult. At times I really don't like this new way of life but sometimes I just can't wait to get even older but as I read this poem I really thought about a lot of my memories and I tried to forget the future.
I personally really enjoy listening and playing music so I was really touched by how this person was moved by the woman's music. I also have had similar experiences where a type of music at the right time will bring me to tears and evoke so many emotions that I would never have thought I would have felt.
Therefore, I can really connect with this poem and the emotions/theme/message that it is conveying. I didn't mean to find this poem, it was a kind of accident but it is one that I read over and over because there was something unique about it that stuck out to me.

3 Questions:
1) What feelings/emotions do you feel when you first read this poem?
2) Do you connect with the poem in anyway? And how?
3) When you read this poem do you connect with the person listening to the music, or to the person playing the music?