Tuesday, January 17, 2012

The net

Into this net of leaves, green as old glass   
That the sun fondles, trembling like images
 In water, this live net, swung overhead
From branch to branch, what swam? The spider’s thread
 Is less passive, where it appears to float
Like a bright hair clinging to the wind’s coat. 
Hot at work, history neither schemes nor grieves   
Here where the soaking dead are last year’s leaves,
 And over them slung, meshed with sun, a net   
No creature wove, none frantically tried to fret.
 The huge weight of time without its sting   
Hangs in that greenly cradling woof. A wing
Has caught there, held. Held. But not to stay,   
We know, who, how slowly, walk away. 



The poem " The Net" shows how the net has been used. It shows that it has been through hard working conditions and has been through rough times. It shows it's versatility that it can be used for in the workforce. This poem also mentions about the leaves that are as old as glass, that the net carries around. The way the poem makes me feel in a certain way is how much wear, and tear it has been through, when used. 

1. " Hot at work, history neither schemes nor grieves"- this line basically says about the history it's been through and hard work. 


2. No creature wove, none frantically tried to fret- Shows how not one to mess with. 


3. In water, this live net, swung overhead.- shows it's versatility 

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