The stunted, unlucky heir
Of twisted bones, reciting a father's gnarled disease,
His lesson from his desk. At back of the dim class One unnoted, sweet and young. His eyes live in a dream,
Of squirrel's game, in the tree room, other than this.
(i) Who is the unlucky heir and what has he inherited?
(ii) What is the stunted boy reciting?
(iii) Who is sitting at the back of the dim class?
For once on the face of the earth
Let's not speak in any language
Let's stop for one second,
arid not move our arms so much.
(i) Why does the poet want us to keep quiet?
(ii) What does he want us to do for one second?
(iii) What does he mean by ‘not move our arms’?
How is a thing of beauty a joy forever?
A thing of beauty is a joy forever because its attractiveness increases with time. Its impact never dies out. It continues to bring into our lives joy and peace and at the same times keeps us connected with our environment, our very own earth.