Lake Petworth, Sunrise

The language here serves to emphasize the temporal nature of this scene. It’s like the poet is giving us a window into a whole other side of nature that only comes out at night, rarely seen by human eyes. -Kyle Austin, age 21

In the last minutes of dawn, deer come
To drink the cold waters, fog lapping round

The lapping of the fog is clever with the deer drinking -Amy Fleming, age 17
This line helps me to visualize the deer frolicking around the outskirts of a field. -Rachel Talen, age 22

Them like the darkness of old woods. They’ve waited

This metaphor is phenomenal in how it works to describe the fog, but also how the imagery of it seems to envelope the reader, draw the reader into the poem with this sense of mystery and ancient beauty. -Andrew De Haan, age 23

All night to slake their thirst. But when the sun

"Slake” is such a rich word! -Olivia Ezinga, age 15

Cuts through the mist that softens the world’s edge,

It does seem like the horizon is at the edge of the world! -Rachel Talen, age 22
This line works wonderfully. In just a few words it is able to make the leap from the natural world to the human world, from the external to the internal. -Kyle Austin, age 21
The break before "They vanish" adds emphasis. The cutting of the sun also adds to the idea of the deer vanishing. -Amy Fleming, age 17

 
They vanish—lost like prayers we don’t remember,

This is a line I think a lot of us can relate to. -Olivia Ezinga, age 15

Blind to desire in the blunt light of day.

Like something so special to us for a moment, but easily forgotten. -Rachel Talen, age 22
This poem is written beautifully and clearly shows, in these few sentences, the minds of the deer. I could picture them in a foggy wooded area, lapping the surface of the water. It also makes them extremely real, almost human-like in their thirst for water. It seems harsh that they would be forced to curb their thirst through the day, but it’s clearly true. Lots of times we simply see the remnants of deer tracks in the clean snow or imprinted on the dirt, by streets in woods at night, but they really aren’t seen during the day. -Raegan Flikkema, age 16
The things that make this poem a great one is its subtle simplicity, use of vivid imagery, and brilliant use of words that really help express what the poet wants to convey to the reader (ex. lapping, slake, softens, blunt, etc...). I also really like the comparison between deer and prayers, both gentle and fragile things that have "the ability to be forgotten/disappear without a trace" in common. This poem grabbed my attention and I was able to glimpse through the eye of the poet due to his amazing talent in showing something instead of just telling it. -Eskira Kahsay, age 16

After J.M.W. Turner

Through the 3rd Eye was supported in its inception by the Grand Rapids Humanities Council and is currently made possible by continued volunteer effort and private support. Copyright 2013.