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Comments by Christopher Herold:
Coming to the gate at dusk the poet
simultaneously notices the pale buds on the willow and the first pale stars above.
Fences divide one place from another; a gate in a fence opens the way between
those places. Without the fence and gate we may not notice a change from here
to there but when we do encounter them we notice. In this poem, both dusk and
the willow buds act as gates. To accentuate this sense, I'd be tempted to switch
the first and third lines. Viewed as a gate, dusk is the time when we can observe
the transition between day and night, when we notice the first few stars. Viewed
as a gate, the buds on the willow can be seen as a transition from one season
to the next, from dormancy to vitality--a time of opening. This poem has a Buson-like
beauty about it.
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