Critical Analysis #2 |
UPON AN AUTUMNAL WOOD |
JCAllegash New Member
since 2009-01-21
Posts 3 |
Upon An Autumnal Wood J. Chauncy Allegash Upon An Autumnal Wood My little horse must think me queer, To stop upon an autumn wood so late, so late, ‘a near a sun-dripped stand of hazel branched magnolia, their arms akimbo against an ambient, reddening sky. And I, alone, askance, athwart a nameless ennui, as the Earth relinquishes it’s jealous heat, as a miser might, or, as not to be unkind, a flower, opening its vividness for the bee that seeks its succor among it’s vibrant hues, I await the old song to fill my ears with dreadless thrum of Life. ‘A’tis but a moment, a eye’d lash of recognition, as might appear to a Shade, or Passing Ghost, that sends a shiver down my coal blacken’d soul, and destitutes me onward, ever onward, to The Place, which I know not, yet, have ever Known. My little horse turns, his muzzle-fronted face frothed hoary, ‘a’feared by the Darkness and the heaving sobs of the Sadness which overtakes me, unawares, unabashed, unAllegashed, as a whip-a-wheel moans it’s ancient rhythm, ‘a’echoing through the girded tree’d theatre, And I, a poor player, fretted amid the ever magenta’d sky, As the ever-present Owl and Woodchuck stand ‘a ‘sentinel, as unseeing and unknowing as He, to whom holds sacred deed to this Autumnal Wood. |
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turtle Senior Member
since 2009-01-23
Posts 548Harbor |
Sad to say, this is so chopped up and grammatically incorrect it is difficult to even comment on. Is this meant to be some sort of take on Frost's Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening? I normally try to give constructive input, but there is just nothing here I feel can be saved. Sorry Turtle |
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