The Seed-Shop Comments

A beautiful poem with a meaningful message embellished with compelling images.

Last but not the least: Congrats on being once again chosen as the Modern Poem Of The Day!

Once again my response: The seeds symbolize hidden possibilities, much like the forest that 'lies asleep' within them. Stuart's words remind us that beneath the dust and mundane appearances,

I repeat mysewlf from previous response: The poem serves as a meditation on time, emphasizing that even in unassuming objects, the potential for life lies dormant, waiting to burst forth.

she portrays seemingly lifeless seeds in a shop, which, upon closer examination, hold within them the promise of growth and beauty

ONE: The poetess explores the theme of potential and transformation. Through vivid imagery, she portrays seemingly lifeless seeds in a shop, which, upon closer examination, hold within them the promise of growth and beauty.

TWO: The poem serves as a meditation on time, emphasizing that even in unassuming objects, the potential for life lies dormant, waiting to burst forth.

THREE: The seeds symbolize hidden possibilities, much like the forest that "lies asleep" within them. Stuart's words remind us that beneath the dust and mundane appearances, there exists a world of vitality and renewal, waiting to bloom when given the chance.

Gray's Elegy came to mind as I was reading this, and not just because of 'narrow cell'....

A metaphorical poem, thought-provoking, but beautifully summed up. Congratulations being chosen as The Modern Poem Of The day.5 Stars.

The poem IS acceptable & Belle Ringer may begin to 'FOLLOW' Muriel; that's an 'inside joke'. bri : )

WHY DID SHE CALL WHERE SEEDS WERE STORED a 'house of death'? ? ? [ Many seeds can germinate/grow after years of 'storage' ]

Muriel Stuart (1885, Norbury, South London - 1967) The daughter of a Scottish ba(cont.) She later gave up poetry writing; her last work was published in the 1930s. She was born Muriel Stuart Irwin.

'Muriel Stuart (1885, Norbury, South London - 1967) The daughter of a Scottish sexual politics, though she first wrote poems about World War I.

the seed of future!

greatly composed the last stanza; nice to read

Complex, informed, overwhelming.

...a quiet and dusty room Well communicated and expressed Sylva

this is a wonderful poem, and I have written here twice now, that there is a verse missing....Grrrrrr!

The second verse is missing from this version, as I said here so long ago. I wish that you would fix it! The missing stanza reads as follows; Death, that shall quicken at the call of Spring, sleepers to stir beneath June's magic kiss, though birds pass over, unremembering, and no bee seeks here roses that were his.