I HEARD the old, old men say,
"Everything alters,
And one by one we drop away."
They had hands like claws, and their knees
Were twisted like the old thorn-trees
By the waters.
I heard the old, old men say,
"All that's beautiful drifts away
Like the waters."
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Studying it in english class.
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I love this poem, the techniques used makes clear imagery in my head, and it enables me to think about my future and look positively at life. -
Old, Old Men! I feel that someone young is seeing these men My imagination ran wild here. I hear the men speaking of their youth, but also perhaps of their women and children as men don't usually refer to themselves as 'beautiful'. they could of course be referring to their 'youth'. either way I like this poem very much. So much truth here: "one by one we drop away".
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Excellent poem about men being confronted with old age. To compare their knees with old thorn-trees added such a vivid imagery there.
Admiring themselves...to me it shows that they, despite the age, still see remains of their youth in the water.
Very good read!
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'I HEARD the old, old men say'
This eavesdropping and the wonderful description of the men like old gnarled trees reflected at the water edge. The repetition of 'old' seems to suggest this is the observation of someone youthful, gaining insight into a time far far from them.. Rewarded 6
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I like it. Good use of simile "knees...twisted like the old thorn-trees"
Those who live to a ripe old age will have to deal with loss as many of their friends and family will pre-decease them:
"One by one we drop away"
and certainly, even before death claims one of the group, beauty steals away.
I am a bit puzzled by the use of the word "admiring" in the title...that they are still alive and fit enough to enjoy a day at the water? -
Oh, wow. Great take on the issue of Senoirs seemingly being ignored.
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