Stephen Spender

England
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On The Third Day

Rating: 5.0
On the first summer day I lay in the valley.
Above rocks the sky sealed my eyes with a leaf
The grass licked my skin. The flowers bound my nostrils
With scented cotton threads. The soil invited
My hands and feet to grow down and have roots.
Bees and grass-hoppers drummed over
Crepitations of thirst rising from dry stones,
And the ants rearranged my ceaseless thoughts
Into different patterns for ever the same.
Then the blue wind fell out of the air
And the sun hammered down till I became of wood
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COMMENTS
Harry LIme 02 October 2019
Total rubbish. A really dreadful poet.
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Susan Williams 01 March 2017
This is gorgeous. I think it may have the most beautiful use of words that I have ever seen. Definitely a poem that calls you to read it again and again and again and get more out of it every time you do.
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Ratnakar Mandlik 28 February 2017
A beautifully envisioned equally beautiful nature poem. Thanks for sharing and congrats on modern poem of the Day.
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Tatiana Berdennikova 28 February 2017
This beautiful poem gives me a feeling of oneness with nature.
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Tom Allport 28 February 2017
a poem with a sense of adventure and a brilliant description of the great outdoors.
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Bernard F. Asuncion 28 February 2017
Pure silence.... thanks for sharing.....
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Edward Kofi Louis 28 February 2017
Every burden! ! Thanks for sharing.
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Sylvaonyema Uba 28 February 2017
Beautiful poem nourished with beautiful imagery and stylistic enhancement. Sylva
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