Poem found here: "Last Hill in a Vista" by Louise Bogan Collective poverty. These sestets have very harsh and obvious rhyme schemes as well. I think it's obvious to deflect the harsh reality with some humor. "Come, let us tell the weeds in ditches / How we are poor, who once had riches," When I read this part, I questioned why the weeds. "We" is already in a low place and the "weeds" parallel not only their circumstance but the place they are at. This reads like it's from the Great Depression or some sort of economic downturn. "And lie out in the sparse and sodden / Pastures that the cows have trodden," these lines reminds me of the Romantics and how a greater purpose could be found in the sublime through nature. But with the rhyme scheme and the circumstance, this ideal seems to be jabbed at more so than idealized, but the lines are sincere with the mood still being light in the next two lines, "The while an autumn...
Formerly the RetailMFA, This is the Poetry Blog of Darrell Dela Cruz