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

I Shall Be Loved As Quiet Things

Rating: 3.7


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.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Akachukwu Lekwauwa 16 July 2016

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

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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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Babatunde Aremu 16 July 2016

A nice work well embed good use of imagery

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Onuora Ilodibe 16 July 2016

Beautiful poem.... As endeavor to make our mark on the Sands we shall be loved like the quiet things and remembered after we are gone

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Gajanan Mishra 16 July 2016

the thunder of my heart must go, good one.

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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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Sylvia Frances Chan 03 April 2021

A marvelous poem, loveliest rendered. So lyrical and lovely.

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Harley White 03 April 2021

Excellent imagery in each lovely lyrical line...

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 03 April 2021

A wonderful poem so beautifully crafted and executed. A poetic gem.

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