For years now I’ve been captivated by the final lines of the poem “Style” which are:
Six herons standing quietly in a pool of water, or you, naked, walking out of the bathroom without seeing me.
I’ve been trying to find out why I can’t stop thinking about this part of the poem. The whole poem is great but this final part has me looking up the symbolism of herons and pools of water and every other thing searchable.
I‘d love to start a thread of people sharing what their feelings are towards these last lines, what they see in them. Thank you to whomever posts.
Six herons standing quietly in a pool of water, or you, naked, walking out of the bathroom without seeing me.
I’ve been trying to find out why I can’t stop thinking about this part of the poem. The whole poem is great but this final part has me looking up the symbolism of herons and pools of water and every other thing searchable.
I‘d love to start a thread of people sharing what their feelings are towards these last lines, what they see in them. Thank you to whomever posts.