Friday, January 3, 2003

Escape Comments

Rating: 2.9

When foxes eat the last gold grape,
And the last white antelope is killed,
I shall stop fighting and escape
Into a little house I'll build.
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Elinor Morton Wylie
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Quentin West 26 June 2017

I enjoyed this lovely poem.

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Sylvaonyema Uba 26 June 2017

A musical flow of rhyme built in a quatrain of three stanzas. Sylva.

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Edward Kofi Louis 26 June 2017

When foxes eat the last gold grape! ! Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing.

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Jayatissa K. Liyanage 26 June 2017

Is it that the poetess is attempting to foretell us about what will happen at the end of all destructive activities of human, on the nature, I wonder. Enjoyed reading and Congrats for being the poem of the day.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 26 June 2017

I enjoyed reading this poem..... thanks for posting👍

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Elinor Morton Wylie

Elinor Morton Wylie

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