Wet Evening in April

Patrick Kavanagh

The birds sang in the wet trees
And I listened to them it was a hundred years from now
And I was dead and someone else was listening to them.
But I was glad I had recorded for him
The melancholy.



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  • romagilbreath7

    just stumbled upon this poem and it really hit me deep, idk y but it made me feel kinda sad & nostalgic, like thinking about the future and how things change 😢 but it's also kinda beautiful how the poet connects with a person in future through these words, like leaving a piece of them behind..makes me think about my own life.. man, I should be doing my homework right now but got lost in these feels 😅