I'm going out! I'm tired of tables, chairs; I'm tired of walls that hedge me all about; I'm tired of rooms and ceilings, carpets, stairs, And so—I'm going out! Somehow or other what I need today Are skies, and birds that carol, winds that shout! I want Dame Nature's friendship. Thus I say, "Good-bye—I'm going out!" It's just house-tiredness. Trivial humdrum strain! Monotony! But when I've climbed the hill, My heart, refreshed, will laugh and sing again, Dear home! I'll love it still! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STROLLER by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THESEUS, SELECTION by BACCHYLIDES LOVE AND TIME by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: GOD IS MY WITNESS by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |