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un: reliant
The woods decay, the woods decay and fall,
The vapours weep their burthen to the ground,
Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath,
And after many a summer dies the swan.
Me only cruel immortality
Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms,
Here at the quiet limit of the world,
A white-hair'd shadow roaming like a dream
The ever-silent spaces of the East,
Far-folded mists, and gleaming halls of morn.
The vapours weep their burthen to the ground,
Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath,
And after many a summer dies the swan.
Me only cruel immortality
Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms,
Here at the quiet limit of the world,
A white-hair'd shadow roaming like a dream
The ever-silent spaces of the East,
Far-folded mists, and gleaming halls of morn.
[who is sending him gay poetry]
what the hell is this
my analysis is if you wanna send letters to your boyfriend they should make sense
man comes in the field, blah blah, dead swan
some weird shit about immortality
is it like, a metaphor for getting knocked up but then the baby dies? i dont get it
what the hell is this
my analysis is if you wanna send letters to your boyfriend they should make sense
man comes in the field, blah blah, dead swan
some weird shit about immortality
is it like, a metaphor for getting knocked up but then the baby dies? i dont get it
You are not the intended recipient of this message.
Your interpretation is objectively wrong, however, which is a rarity in any review of an art form normally so subjective. [ It is of literary interest that you are THIS incorrect. ]
I am intrigued. I would hear your explanation for this perceived metaphor.
Your interpretation is objectively wrong, however, which is a rarity in any review of an art form normally so subjective. [ It is of literary interest that you are THIS incorrect. ]
I am intrigued. I would hear your explanation for this perceived metaphor.
right
so whos it for, your crush?
look most of it talks about death
the woods "decaying"
dead swan, like i already said
withering
and the farmer guy does his thing in the field, that's like, obviously about sex
i mean theres no right answer
its all just bullshit [lol]
so whos it for, your crush?
look most of it talks about death
the woods "decaying"
dead swan, like i already said
withering
and the farmer guy does his thing in the field, that's like, obviously about sex
i mean theres no right answer
its all just bullshit [lol]
The word would still remain – in accordance with your slang – "crushing". In this case the subject does not create deviation in the verb.
[ Why does everyone keep asking if I'm their mom, I AM NOT READY FOR THAT RESPONSIBILITY ]
Your interpretation of the poem centered around a read of the text which you called "obviously about sex". Author intention disagrees with you, as do the majority of literary scholars who have examined the work.
[ Why does everyone keep asking if I'm their mom, I AM NOT READY FOR THAT RESPONSIBILITY ]
Your interpretation of the poem centered around a read of the text which you called "obviously about sex". Author intention disagrees with you, as do the majority of literary scholars who have examined the work.
do you ever actually make sense
whats the name of your superior officer
i want to see if they got a better idea about what this stupid poem means
cause apparently i dont
[Do not be fooled, Spock, his intentions are not literary At All.]
whats the name of your superior officer
i want to see if they got a better idea about what this stupid poem means
cause apparently i dont
[Do not be fooled, Spock, his intentions are not literary At All.]
Edited 2021-04-25 20:51 (UTC)
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