Poems About Dreams

Summary

Why do we dream? What is the meaning of our dreams? Why are some dreams so beautiful, passionate and yet others wistful and full of longing and regret? Why are some dreams so frightening and disturbing that they can haunt the bright day that we wake up in? Even in the technologically developed world we live in today, we still have no scientific and rational answer to these honest and heartfelt questions that every man and women asks themselves. Clearly there is no logical way to analyse dreams. And so it becomes the challenge of our literary dreamers, our poets, to artfully put down in words their own courageous attempts to interpret our visions of the night. “Thank God for dreams! I, desolate and lone, In the dark curtained night, did seem to be The centre where all golden sun-rays shone.” From "Dreams" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox All poetry in this anthology is in the public domain.

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