*I love the beautiful young girl of this portrait, my mother, painted years ago when her forehead was white, and there were no shadows in the dazzling Venetian glass of her gaze. But this other likeness shows the deep trenches across her forehead's white marble. The rose poem of her youth that marriage sang is far behind. Here is my sadness. I compare these portraits, one of a joy radiant brow, the other careheavy; sunrise and the thick coming on of night. And yet how strange my ways appear, for when I look at these faded lips my heart smiles, but at the smiling girl my tears start.*
*hmm... i'll try to do a mini dialogue journal perhaps? It's the OSA method of analyzing... perhaps you won't get it but maybe it'll still help a slightly bit?*
*first of all, the "I" (speaker) is not known... no clue who the speaker is*
*portrait- artistical, picture, face, description, drawing, record*
*the portrait is painted years ago... this means that the mother in the drawing is very old or even died now. Also the portrait may not have colors, and perhaps decayed and deformed a bit now*
*when her forehead was white... as if either describing she's still very young, or she's feeling bad and her face is pale/white*
*shadows- whenever someone's eyes is related to being black, it usually suggests it to be evil/dark, mysterious. Whatever the mother is feeling at that time perhaps maybe clouded up*
*Venetian Glass- tells us the setting is in Venice, or that's where the portrait is drawn*
*a change in portrait, now it's the 2nd one*
*the trenches indicate that she's frowning in the picture... seems like she lived her whole life in saddness as the frowning actually brings the speaker to a feeling of the familiar*
*marble- cold register*
*white- contrast to the dark eyes, and somewhat ironic for the frowning and the saddness*
*seems like the mother's marriage is one of complete dissatisfactory. rose poem which gives you such a romantic feeling is so far behind... as in time. Perhaps she regarded marriage as happiness back then but now she frowns most likely because of her marriage.*
*rose- beautiful but "even a rose has its thorns". It's already indicated that the mother's perception of marriage is too naive and too beautiful*
*here is my saddness- first thing/detail about the speaker...*
*the portrait when the mother is young is happy (sunrise). the other portrait of her after marriage is of complete saddness (night)... yet the speaker though fully aware of the situation of the 2 portraits smiles at the sad portrait while the speaker cries for the happier portrait. Knowing this, the speaker considers him/herself to be kind of wrong or strange (saddness)*
*looking back, there is a contradiction... the speaker cries for the happy portrait, which s/he "loves" according to the beginning of the poem. *
*the happy portrait is always referred to as "girl" pretty much... girl suggests youth, and fresh in terms of time... also younger in age suggests ignorance. Perhaps this is why she's smiling and is so happy. Yet in the portrait after marriage, the "mother" (not "girl") is sad and smiles no more. Mother's register gives us a more formal, older register... as a mother she knows more than a "girl". Perhaps whatever knowledge the mother gained as a mother in comparison to a "girl" made her sad*
*perhaps (a guess) the speaker feels reliefed and is happy for his/her mother's realization of the grielf in the world. While the ignorant, naive girl in the happier portrait is living a sheltered life being mocked and fooled by the world, still thinking that the world is all great and joyful. The fact that she's such a fool maybe the reason why the speaker starts weeping- for her ignorance.*
*Possible theme/human condition: When we're young, we merely know a portion of what's there in the world. We imagine this world to be of complete happiness. Yet when time passes by and we become an adult, we start to witness the pain within this world and what great responsibility we must carry out. Then we'll come to a sudden realization that we were simply ignorant all our lives to think that this world is something to be happy for.*
*note: who's the author of it? If you know, check the poet's biography... poet's past always affect what s/he writes*
*of course the above is only my version of the interpretation... it's probably way off and is very shallow...*