Isn't this poem gorgeous? What all do you like about it?

The poplar trees sway to and fro


That through this gray old garden go


Like slender girls with nodding heads,


Whispering above the beds


Of tall tufted hollyhocks,


Of purple asters and of phlox;


Caught in the daisies' dreaming gold


Recklessly scattered wealth untold


About their slender graceful feet


Like poised dancers, lithe and fleet.


The candled flames of roses here


Gutter gold in this still air,


And clouds glide down the western sky


To watch this sun-drenched revery,


While the poplars' shining crests


Lightly brush their silvered breasts,


Dreaming not of winter snows


That soon will shake their maiden rows.





The days dream by, golden-white,


About the fountain's silver light


That lifts and shivers in the breeze


Gracefully slim as are the trees;


Then shakes down its glistered hair





by, William Faulkner

Isn't this poem gorgeous? What all do you like about it?
it is, really! the poem may look some kind of 'think about it' but its a real perfect poem to read by a person experiencing too much hardships and tired of the things he is doing. This gives light, saying that life is not that bad if he only looks to the beauty within each little creatures made with the loving hand of God.





Hope you like how I appreciate that relaxing poem!!!
Reply:im not much of a faulkner fan





no, i dont like it.


not for any negative reason, it just doesnt touch me on an emotional level

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