I Shall Be Loved As Quiet Things Poem by Karle Wilson Baker

I Shall Be Loved As Quiet Things

Rating: 3.8

I shall be loved as quiet things
Are loved--white pigeons in the sun,
Curled yellow leaves that whisper down
One after one;

The silver reticence of smoke
That tells no secret of its birth
Among the fiery agonies
That turn the earth;

Cloud-islands; reaching arms of trees;
The frayed and eager little moon
That strays unheeded through a high
Blue afternoon.

The thunder of my heart must go
Under the muffling of the dust--
As my gray dress has guarded it
The grasses must;

For it has hammered loud enough,
Clamored enough, when all is said:
Only its quiet part shall live
When I am dead.

Akachukwu Lekwauwa 16 July 2016

that's the best way to be loved. very well stressed

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Babatunde Aremu 16 July 2016

A nice work well embed good use of imagery

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Edward Hester 08 August 2006

A poem about a person unknown who learned to witness the Beauty in her self and her quiet life.

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Barry Middleton 16 July 2016

A delightful poem on the beauty of quietness, the challenge of passion and the silence of death. Deserves much more than a 6.1 IMO.

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Edward Kofi Louis 16 July 2016

That tells no secret of its birth. Nice work.

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Sandra Feldman 23 July 2022

Beautifully said! Simple excelente verse and content that so poetically enters heart and mind leaving a most unforgettable and special impression. A great poem in a subdued but very, very special way!

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Chinedu Dike 23 July 2022

Well expressed thoughts and feelings. A beautiful love poem written from the heart

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Savita Tyagi 23 July 2022

A poem loved every time, every reading.

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Savita Tyagi 04 April 2021

Marvelous poem. When all is said only it's quiet part shall live.....

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Grasshopper Bot 04 April 2021

Congratulations Karle

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