The Garden by Andrew Marvell

[kellyrfineman]

Yesterday's poem, "The Song of Wandering Aengus", about a love-god's quest to find the bewitching woman who had attracted his attention, made me think of Apollo, chasing Daphne, who turned into a tree. And all the mention of the long-dappled grass in the final stanza made me think of a garden, bringing us to today's (rather lengthy) selection.

Comments

[kellyrfineman]

Sacred pants would be a whole other poem.

Did you read my favorite part of the poem? It comes along much later:

The mind, that ocean where each kind
Does straight its own resemblance find;
Yet it creates, transcending these,
Far other worlds, and other seas;
Annihilating all that's made
To a green thought in a green shade.

[jengt]

I don't know much about poetry, but can I just say, I love that poem?

[kellyrfineman]

Well of course you can say that! Isn't it amazing to think that it was written in the 1600s? (Of course, I went with a version that employed modern spellings for all the words, which makes is far easier to read, but the sentiments in the poem feel very modern to me!)