The Garden Wall Poem by Denise Levertov
The Garden Wall
Bricks of the wall,
so much older than the house -
taken I think from a farm pulled down
when the street was built -
narrow bricks of another century.
Modestly, though laid with panels and parapets,
a wall behind the flowers -
roses and hollyhocks, the silver
pods of lupine, sweet-tasting
phlox, gray
lavender -
unnoticed -
but I discovered
the colors in the wall that woke
when spray from the hose
played on its pocks and warts -
a hazy red, a
grain gold, a mauve
of small shadows, sprung
from the quiet dry brown -
archetype
of the world always a step
beyond the world, that can't
be looked for, only
as the eye wanders,
found.
This poem tempts me to write a poem on my fence. I can relate to these thoughts in so many ways. Really a pleasant read.
very prettily written and the closure is perfectly done- -archetype of the world always a step beyond the world, that can't be looked for, only as the eye wanders, found. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - taking the poem out of the state of ere prettiness into a more thought-provoking realm
A beautifully conceived meaningful and thought provoking poem portraying the wear and tear caused by the nature on the bricks of the compound wall of a garden. It may have some spiritual shade too. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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roses and hollyhocks, the silver pods of lupine, sweet-tasting phlox, grey lavender...this is nicely palpable and pleasingly at odds with expectation. Lovely piece.