Musee Metropolitain. Poem by Michael Walker

Musee Metropolitain.

J'entrai du grondement
Des rues de cite
Regarder une urne grecque.

Je pensais a Keats-
A mon esprit flotterent des vers
Remplis des douceurs des amants.

Des ages du passe tomberent
A mes mains les petales
D'un asphodel.

-'Metropolitan Museum'.Langston Hughes.
From 'Poems1961-1967'. 'Collected Poems
of Langston Hughes', Rampersad/ Roessel, op. cit. p.550.

Musee Metropolitain.
Thursday, November 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: art
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Hughes refers in this poem to 'Ode on a Grecian Urn', by John Keats (1795-1821) . Keats's poem is much longer and is addressed directly to the beautiful urn. 'Ode on a Grecian Urn' closes with two strong lines: 'Beauty is truth, truth beauty, -that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know'.
'Metropolitan Museum' has the strength of a modern poem set in a noisy city. More comparisons between the two, very different, poems could be made.
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