I wonder about the trees.
Why do we wish to bear
Forever the noise of these
More than another noise
So close to our dwelling place?
We suffer them by the day
Till we lose all measure of pace,
And fixity in our joys,
And acquire a listening air.
They are that that talks of going
But never gets away;
And that talks no less for knowing,
As it grows wiser and older,
That now it means to stay.
My feet tug at the floor
And my head sways to my shoulder
Sometimes when I watch trees sway,
From the window or the door.
I shall set forth for somewhere,
I shall make the reckless choice
Some day when they are in voice
And tossing so as to scare
The white clouds over them on.
I shall have less to say,
But I shall be gone.
2007-03-28 12:51:07 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous in Education & Reference ➔ Quotations
TERRIBLE! "why do we wish to bear forever the noise ...more than another noise?" Your poem is obnoxious noise
Start over.
2007-03-28 13:00:09 · answer #1 · answered by JustADude 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
It seems to me that the poet is speaking of the peace & wanderlust that the sound of the wind in the trees brings. How if you listen long enough, it makes you want to get up & leave all the stress of life & just go somewhere. One day they'll give in to that desire...
2007-03-28 20:00:52 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
it talks about peace! peace for the trees!
2007-03-28 20:50:48 · answer #3 · answered by BrOwN eYe GiRl 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
couldn't tell you
2007-03-28 19:55:44 · answer #4 · answered by living_the_music_life 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋