The Moon Comments

'She's mistress of the night ' that one verse makes the whole poem unforgettably lovely and great!

Reminds me of She by Kiss.

The beautiful moon which has described properly therfor this is a nice poem thanks

Very good poem it tells more about thou moon.good work keep it up.

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Poet thinks the Moon to a white Blessing Woman.

I'd call this a cute poem by any means, definitely a wonderful retort to Raleigh's rather immortal description of the moon as she watches our mortal lives fade away...

HOW BEAUTIFUL THE QUOTATION IS -Time wears her not; she doth his chariot guide; Mortality below her orb is placed.

The pale lonely lady of the night Seeking her lost lover in the cosmic space When will you get your story right I every night wonder with an upturned face........ All ye poets reading this are welcome to my page too.......

The pale lonely lady of the night Seeking her lost lover in the cosmic space When will you get your story right I every night wonder with an upturned face........ All ye poets reading this are welcome to my page too.......

Man, Moon and love ahs been aptly boxed into this fine poem by Henry David Thoreau. Man is unfortunately a casualty in this game of love and is rightly overshadowed by the magnificient Moon. These poems are writen by stalwarts of the by gone era and we might find these poets any more.

Beautiful, calm, and gentle

Waxing or waning, Moon is indeed the mistress of the night but not man ever! Mistress of the Night no one can replace ever! What a poem in appreciation of Moon by Henry David Thoreau!

I agree with Kevin Straw. Compared to Emerson Thoreau was a lesser poet. His prose meditations are justifiably part of the mainstream of American literature. His poems are too much thought up. The poem shown here exemplifies that.

That moon up there, just does something.

Thoreau expands Raleigh - but does he improve him? I think not. It seems to me that Raleigh's lines are the superior poetry.

If fortune is a wheel as per nature's law, the moon perhaps doesn't seem to bother about her waxing and waning unlike man's constant brooding over his decline...the last stanza is superb....an adorable poem

Steady shining Moon is the cynosure of night despite the decline of man according to Thoreau cannot be said otherwise as the poem is indeed nice!

Even if superstition says that we must no look to the moon for too long.Most of those who have the habit to contemplate her and enjoy its pale light will be enchanted to read a poem like this.Thoureau was a kind of man who try to feel its humanity as part of nature returning to nature to feel human again.He have been spying the moon over the woods.Like a solitary black wolf...to be human again.

The metaphoric images well penned here proof to have a powerful impact on one’s imagination. I like the way the woman is compared to a moon that never stops giving out its light…