Isn't this poem gorgeous? What all do you like about it?

The poplar trees sway to and fro

That through this gray old garden go

Like slender girls with nodding heads,

Whispering above the beds

Of tall tufted hollyhocks,

Of purple asters and of phlox;

Caught in the daisies' dreaming gold

Recklessly scattered wealth untold

About their slender graceful feet

Like poised dancers, lithe and fleet.

The candled flames of roses here

Gutter gold in this still air,

And clouds glide down the western sky

To watch this sun-drenched revery,

While the poplars' shining crests

Lightly brush their silvered breasts,

Dreaming not of winter snows

That soon will shake their maiden rows.



The days dream by, golden-white,

About the fountain's silver light

That lifts and shivers in the breeze

Gracefully slim as are the trees;

Then shakes down its glistered hair



by, William Faulkner
Isn't this poem gorgeous? What all do you like about it?
it is, really! the poem may look some kind of 'think about it' but its a real perfect poem to read by a person experiencing too much hardships and tired of the things he is doing. This gives light, saying that life is not that bad if he only looks to the beauty within each little creatures made with the loving hand of God.



Hope you like how I appreciate that relaxing poem!!!
Reply:im not much of a faulkner fan



no, i dont like it.

not for any negative reason, it just doesnt touch me on an emotional level
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