Friday, July 19, 2013

What's the railroad to me? (Henry David Thoreau)

Just like says in his bio, I never knew that Henry David Thoreau was a poet. Apparently, he considered himself one - got his start there, but going off of today's poem I'm very glad he moved on to prose.


Cuz, today's poem is just not doing it for me. It seems mindless and juvenile-ly written. It's nice with its sing-song-y rhyme and I am intrigued by the sole line not in a rhyming couplet - "Where it ends." That line seems so set apart and very adult. I like that.

However, the rest of it doesn't impress or interest me. How about you?

Favorite line: "Where it ends."

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