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(3 March 1878 - 9 April 1917 / London / England)

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The Cherry Trees

The cherry trees bend over and are shedding,
On the old road where all that passed are dead,
Their petals, strewing the grass as for a wedding
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  • ella P (8/25/2009 10:46:00 AM)

    short but very meaningful, I like it a lot, , , ,

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  • Michael Pruchnicki (8/25/2009 10:14:00 AM)

    Don't take it so literally! The old road is still a road, and most certainly will be a road once more trod by passersby like the speaker, who is alive and wants to share the beauty of cherry trees shedding their petals. 'No one alive has used it' is a misreading of the poet's intent, I think. Perhaps the wedding is scheduled for next Saturday, don't you see, or two weeks from now? The road is everlasting, as is the nature of men and women to renew old vows each spring. Rejoice, the speaker says, all is well and will be well!

  • Ravi A (8/25/2009 8:50:00 AM)

    I can really read the mind of the poet but just can't express it in so many words. I am reminded of a couplet that runs like this: -
    'The river will continue to flow
    The cool winds will visit the dales once again'. May god bless the poet.

  • Kevin Straw (8/25/2009 5:29:00 AM)

    A melancholy poem inspired by the irony of Spring insisting even in a road that has been in disuse for so long that no one alive has used it. Perhaps it says that the fate for each, and perhaps all, of us is to leave our roads to the indifferent cycle of nature.

  • Bong Francisco (8/25/2009 4:19:00 AM)

    its really hard to explain the feeling there. But it saddened my soul as I read it.

  • Fay Slimm (11/29/2008 8:56:00 AM)

    A sad picture which would no doubt be played out in many many small villages under many more cherry trees - and how brilliantly we are led to mourn with this s mall but powerful knell of a piece.......

  • Dimitris(Jimmy) Psachos (8/25/2007 2:57:00 PM)

    To convict morality versus anarchy isn't as critical as someone would underline...but to add innocence next to decay....aahhhhh, superior, the spirit of equilibrium, the departed may rest at ease, without the battle torture on their minds.Utter brilliance by mr Thomas.

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