Can someone help me figure out the theme of this poem!?

-Even the Smallest Paradise

CJ Evans



The women in pencil 鈥╯kirts spill from towers

and let down all 鈥╰heir disarming hair.

They hold caramel 鈥╣lasses of whiskey

with sweet vermouth 鈥╝s men with undone

cuffs speak something 鈥╯ecretive into the felt-

lined boxes of their 鈥╡ars. The thunder

of planes is ignored, 鈥╝nd the four o'clock

flowers are fully 鈥╫pen. Their laughter

is a siren, echoing 鈥╝mong the buildings.

And they don't look 鈥╝s the white parachutes

drift down to them 鈥╨ike dandelion seeds.One of the best poems I've read. It's beauuuuuutiful (elongate the beautiful lol).



I'm terrible at reading into poetry, but I'm guessing the theme is that you can interpret life the way you want. They mention glasses (seeing out of, you can choose to see life the way you want); mentioning ignoring the roaring planes, but laughing out loud.



Amazing poem, I think I'm wrong on my interpretation, but ugh! I'm going to reread this many times :) Thanks for sharing!
This poem is published at http://poems.com/poem.php?date=15164



The theme: Mortality



It is a beautiful and very sad poem. Even the 'smallest paradise' of young joyful office workers can be snatched away. The white parachutes make me think of the paper drifting down from the towers on 9/11 as do the sirens and thundering planes.
The theme sounds like the liberation of a country, maybe about WWII when France was liberated from Germany.
The theme is my butthole.