A bit fatalistic, but my favorite war poem

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Inspired by myrtleneunice's poetic quote response to war:

There Will Come Soft Rains

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone.

-- Sara Teasdale

Comments

[ratphooey.livejournal.com]

That is amazing. Thank you for posting it.

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[rashaka.livejournal.com]

It's it though? I love the imagery, like "swallows circling with their shimmering sound," and other lines.

I discovered int in reading a short story by Ray Bradbury, of the same title. It's a heart-wrenching story, and he uses the poem in it beautifully. I was reading some of ther other poems because I liked this one, and I found one about love that I liked even more (if possible.) And it was also both lovely sad. I had to use it in a Spuffyfic-- you can read the poem here, at the very top of the story.