Monday, January 13, 2003

Into My Own Comments

Rating: 3.3

One of my wishes is that those dark trees,
So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,
Were not, as 'twere, the merest mask of gloom,
But stretched away unto the edge of doom.
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Robert Frost
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TENESHA JONKERS 05 October 2019

This poems are just so inspiring..I wish I could be part of the poetics

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Mark Arvizu 20 March 2015

Trees have many functions! Both literal and figurative

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Brian Jani 26 April 2014

Awesome I like this poem, check mine out

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Barry Middleton 04 January 2014

A beautiful poem about escape and death. Time nor even death can change a man who truly knows who he is.

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