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All nature has a feeling: woods, fields, brooks
Are life eternal: and in silence they
Speak happiness beyond the reach of books;
There's nothing mortal in them; their decay
Is the green life of change; to pass away
And come again in blooms revivified.
Its birth was heaven, eternal it its stay,
And with the sun and moon shall still abide
Beneath their day and night and heaven wide.
John Clare
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Pamela Lutwyche (9/12/2008 12:12:00 PM)
I can see where you are coming from. Nature is beautiful I must argree. The earth is a lovely place. Lets hope it lives on for many years to come without us killing it.
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Rebekah Gamble (12/27/2007 1:12:00 PM)
I love the message here.
I am, however, a bit confused as to the pattern of the poem. Did you mean to rhyme? If so, what pattern were you attempting? That aspect detracts from the impact of this piece.
The mark of a true poet is the ability to see things as they are to the mind and spirit, rather than as they appear to be on the surface. You let this quality shine in this work. Excellent! |
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