The poem is written in four quatrains. The poem lingers with its images -- the grey beret and the idea of autumn to create a poem of lament or celebration perhaps. I remember you as you were in the last autumn. You were the grey beret and the still heart In your eyes the flames of the twilight fought on. And the leaves fell in the water of your soul. All the quatrains are end-stopped, so every quatrain feels like a scene. Here the speaker first notices the other with "grey beret and the still heart" -- the visual que; however, note the contrasting images of the flames in the eyes and the water of the soul. These images usually don't come together unless to compare something. My guess the comparison refers to the external aspect versus the internal. Clasping my arms like a climbing plant the leaves garnered your voice, that was slow and at peace. Bonfire of awe in which my thirst was burning. Sweet blue hyacinth twisted over my soul. Desire? Want? Lust? ...
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