The Green River Comments

The title of the poem, though sounds nice, is not justified by any line of the poem.

PART #_3__d] Greta Green was a destination for romantic runaway marriages- - e] so I suspect the green river might be a bit of a code for the relationship he and Wilde had and which he called in one poem “the love that dare not speak its name.” Detective Susan signing off.

Part 2- -b] he had an affair with Oscar Wilde and they often met in two room suite at the Savoy that feature a large bed with silken green bed curtains - c] they had a portrait painted of the two of them, Oscar with a green jar and a river in the background-

Part One- Sort of Answering Glen's question- Glen, I found a lot of references to Green in his life- -a] green seemed to be a word referencing homosexuality in his day much like the word gay references homosexuality today- -

Line by line a superbly crafted poem.

An unclaimed sovereignty of voiceless song, To some sweet singer lost or unrevealed.... //.... Exquisite creation of a landscape with lots of hope, love and delight. Great poem. Thanks.

Superb, Music to ears....

Lovely poem. That silent music of wilderness is what touches the human soul to create such a tender and soothing poetry.

This sonnet leaves me perplexed. Why Green River for the title since no river is mentioned? And what feeling is Douglas trying to convey? This is a poem I’d like to have the poet’s input on. -GK

An unclaimed sovereignty of voiceless song, And all the unravished silences belong To some sweet singer lost or unrevealed....//.... Lovely expression and a poetic masterpiece.

The place is sealed! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

A beautiful metaphorical poem on nature having stunning expression.

Oh, may I wake from this uneasy night To find a voice of music manifold. Let it be shape of sorrow with wan face, Or Love that swoons on sleep, or else delight A nice poem.

I know a green grass path that leaves the field, And like a running river, winds along Into a leafy wood where is no throng Of birds at noon-day, and no soft throats yield Their music to the moon Nice to go through this marvelous poem.10 for it.

Beautiful poem. And all the unravished silences belong To some sweet singer lost or unrevealed. So is my soul become a silent place.

Such an interesting work of poetry....

So artistic and sad poem; I like it and have rated in full score. He, in fact, was an excellent, profound poet.