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A Wall

Rating: 2.8

O the old wall here! How I could pass
Life in a long midsummer day,
My feet confined to a plot of grass,
My eyes from a wall not once away!

And lush and lithe do the creepers clothe
Yon wall I watch, with a wealth of green:
Its bald red bricks draped, nothing loath,
In lappets of tangle they laugh between.

Now, what is it makes pulsate the robe?
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Mathew Grimes 12 April 2013

Ok, i need help with this poem. I understood the first stanza and the third but the others confuse me. help please

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Rogelio Guillermo 11 October 2017

same here.. lol.. no sense pretending you understand what you really can't!

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Wonderful imagination and fantastic scenery

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Anil Kumar Panda 11 October 2017

Great poem. Thanks for sharing.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 11 October 2017

Feet confined to a plot of grass and eyes from a wall not once away! Perceptional feeling is brilliantly expressed in this gently flown poem. Heart understands every beat of life. Excellently penned beautiful poem this is.10

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Edward Kofi Louis 11 October 2017

Ball, call, all! Confined! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Gajanan Mishra 11 October 2017

wall upon wall between us, good one

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Susan Williams 11 October 2017

Hearing echoes of - - something there is that doesn't love a wall [mending wall by Frost]. But walls can be climbed. kicked down, jumped, tunneled under, blown up,

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James Mclain 11 October 2017

Marriage for some more than sucks.. iip.. James

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 11 October 2017

A lovely poem shared here.

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