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The Willow

May 15, 2013
By Ariana Ackerman BRONZE, Minnetonka, Minnesota
Ariana Ackerman BRONZE, Minnetonka, Minnesota
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There is no greater sight to see
Than the gardens here at Giverny.
Where flowers line each graveled path,
And light touches every corner,
Where water lilies dance
Under the bridge across the pond.
Here, the only one who ever weeps
Is the willow
Bending over the shore.

But now, I see them differently than before,
When covered by the shadow of war.
The light fades into black,
With the spirit of my country.
Even the water lilies do not dance
Under the bridge across the pond.
And for those fallen, I, too, weep
With the willow
Bending over the shore.


The author's comments:
When I began this poem, I was writing about one of Monet’s water lily paintings. I began doing some research on him and his different painting series. I learned that while Monet was living at Giverny, World War I began and his paintings shifted from the water lily scenes to a series of paintings of a weeping willow, intended to pay homage to the fallen French soldiers. I decided to use this information in my poems. The first stanza is about the first paintings, which show the willow and the water lilies in the “pre-war” phase, and the second stanza is meant to show contrast with the second paintings of the dark green willow tree.

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