In The Forest Poem by Oscar Wilde
In The Forest
Out of the mid-wood's twilight
Into the meadow's dawn,
Ivory limbed and brown-eyed,
Flashes my Faun!
He skips through the copses singing,
And his shadow dances along,
And I know not which I should follow,
Shadow or song!
O Hunter, snare me his shadow!
O Nightingale, catch me his strain!
Else moonstruck with music and madness
I track him in vain!
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I track him in vain! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Amazing how he wrote in such a way that I read it like I was light-footed and light-hearted and skipping after a shadow or a faun.
THREE: whatever he had been (gay or not) this is a heart moving Classic Poem Of The Day. Such a tragedy his love affair with Bosie. What a tragic life!
TWO: Wilde's faun (or my Faun as he calls it) may even represent Oscar's most infamous lover — Bosie, aka Lord Alfred Douglas. Their affair would ultimately lead to Wilde's downfall.
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4/26/2024 9:45:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
O Hunter, O Nightingale and moon so many imagery, Awesome