The Garden Wall Poem by Denise Levertov

The Garden Wall

Rating: 2.7


Bricks of the wall,
so much older than the house -
taken I think from a farm pulled down
when the street was built -
narrow bricks of another century.

Modestly, though laid with panels and parapets,
a wall behind the flowers -
roses and hollyhocks, the silver
pods of lupine, sweet-tasting
phlox, gray
lavender -
unnoticed -
but I discovered
the colors in the wall that woke
when spray from the hose
played on its pocks and warts -

a hazy red, a
grain gold, a mauve
of small shadows, sprung
from the quiet dry brown -
archetype
of the world always a step
beyond the world, that can't
be looked for, only
as the eye wanders,
found.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Morgan 01 August 2016

roses and hollyhocks, the silver pods of lupine, sweet-tasting phlox, grey lavender...this is nicely palpable and pleasingly at odds with expectation. Lovely piece.

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Savita Tyagi 01 August 2016

This poem tempts me to write a poem on my fence. I can relate to these thoughts in so many ways. Really a pleasant read.

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Susan Williams 01 August 2016

very prettily written and the closure is perfectly done- -archetype of the world always a step beyond the world, that can't be looked for, only as the eye wanders, found. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - taking the poem out of the state of ere prettiness into a more thought-provoking realm

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Edward Kofi Louis 01 August 2016

I discovered the colours! ! Nice piece of work.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 01 August 2016

A beautifully conceived meaningful and thought provoking poem portraying the wear and tear caused by the nature on the bricks of the compound wall of a garden. It may have some spiritual shade too. Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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