As we are reading “There Will Come Soft Rains”, I want you to focus on the poem inside the story.
Listen to the poem
There Will Come Soft Rains
Sara Teasdale – 1884-1933
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white,
Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone.
How is the poem connected to the story?
Here a link to understand the poem: https://www.spotlightnepal.com/2013/03/09/there-will-come-soft-rains/
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