Looks before and After

Posted: February 28, 2014 in Uncategorized

Past and Present

By: Thomas Wood


I remember, I remember

The house where I was born,

The little window where the sun

Came peeping in at morn;

He never came a wink too soon

Nor bought too long a day;

But now, I often wish the night

Had borne my breath away.


I remember, I remember

The roses, red and white,

The violets, and the lily-cups–

Those flowers made of light!

The lilacs where the robin built,

And where my brother set

The laburnum on his birthday,–

The tree is living yet!


I remember, I remember

Where I was used to swing,

And throught the air must rush as fresh

To swallows on the wing;

My spirit flew in feathers then

That is so heavy now,

And summer pools could hardly cool

The fever on my brow.


I remember, I remember

The fir frees dark and high;

I used to think their slender tops

Were close against the sky:

It was a childish ignorance,

But now ’tis little joy

To know I’m farther off from Heaven

Than when I was a boy.


This poem, using the words “I remember” shows the persona of the poem looking back at the past and reminiscing it. He looks back at the innocence of his youth now that he is close to death.

The poem shows the before and after of the persona. And at the end of the poem, he seems to have died as he says that he is farther off from heaven which can suggest that he is six feet underground. The persona shows the difference from his bright and youthful ignorance and the pain of today.



Hood, Thomas. “Past and Present.” Poemhunter.com. N.p., 03 Jan. 2003. Web. 31 Jan. 2014.



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