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| ACT II: Associations Mr. Reader: Let�s play a game. Mrs. Response: Okay. Mr. Reader: I say a word or phrase from the poem and you tell me what you associate with it. Mrs. Response: And how will I know if I win? Mr. Reader: Cloister. Mrs. Response: Closet comes to mind. To cloister someone you would put them away somewhere secluded, like a closet. Of course there is �cloister� as in a monestary. Away from the world. Quietness. Mr. Reader: Have you ever seen a cloister? Mrs. Response: I�m sure I have in pictures but I can�t specifically recall. I have never seen one in person though. Mr. Reader: What do you picture a cloister to look like? Mrs. Response: I see trees, and dirt paths, maybe an orchard of some sort. I see a dark brown, wooden building; smoke coming out of a chimney. I see it on a hill. And it�s quiet. Mr. Reader: On a hill? Mrs. Response: Yes. Mr. Reader: Hmm. What about myrtle-bush, rose, lily, melons, greengages? Mrs. Response: Well they are all plants. I think they are also plants that are tended by people, almost like they�re domesticated. They seem to all have the connotation of sweetness, as in smell and taste. They also could represent many different brilliant colors: I am thinking of greens and reads and purples. Mr. Reader: Good. Now what about flames, damnation, hell, Belial�s gripe, Satan? Mrs. Response: Well, this would all be the opposite of heaven. I think of Dante�s Inferno, even though I have never read it. I just picture it being like this. The word judgement also comes to mind, as in some outside source making a decision to send someone to hell. Mr. Reader: Is this all you can come up with? I mean these images should conjure up many.... Mrs. Response: Well as long as your asking, I see dark reds, blood reds, fire yellow. I think of the mythological picture of Satan: The horns, the pitch fork or whatever it is you call it, the tail. I see rivers of blood. Mountains of molten lava. It�s hot. |
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