In the Orchard Analysis

'I thought you loved me.' 'No, it was only fun.'
'When we stood there, closer than all?' 'Well, the harvest moon
Was shining and queer in your hair, and it turned my head.'
'That made you?' 'Yes.' 'Just the moon and the light it made
Under the tree?' 'Well, your mouth, too.' 'Yes, my mouth?'
'And the quiet there that sang like the drum in the booth.
You shouldn't have danced like that.' 'Like what?' 'So close,
Whith your head turned up, and the flower in your hair, a rose
That smelt all warm.' 'I loved you. I thought you knew
I wouldn't have danced like that with any but you.'
'I didn't know, I thought you knew it was fun.'
'I thought it was love you meant.' 'Well, it's done.' 'Yes, it's done.
I've seen boys stone a blackbird, and watched them drown
A kitten... it clawed at the reeds, and they pushed it down
Into the pool while it screamed. Is that fun, too?'
'Well, boys are like that... Your brothers...' 'Yes, I know.
But you, so lovely and strong! Not you! Not you!'
'They don't understand it's cruel. It's only a game.'
'And are girls fun, too?' 'No, still in a way it's the same.
It's queer and lovely to have a girl...' 'Go on.'
'It makes you mad for a bit to feel she's your own,
And you laugh and kiss her, and maybe you give her a ring,
But it's only in fun.' 'But I gave you everything.'
'Well, you shouldn't have done it. You know what a fellow thinks
When a girl does that.' 'Yes, he talks of her over his drinks
And calles her a--' 'Stop that now, I thought you knew.'
'But it wasn't with anyone else. It was only you.'
'How did I know? I thought you wanted it too.
I thought you were like the rest. Well, what's to be done?'
'To be done' 'Is it all right?' 'Yes.' 'Sure?' 'Yes, but why?'
'I don't know, I thought you where going to cry.
You said you had something to tell me.' 'Yes, I know.
It wasn't anything relly... I think I'll go.'
'Yes, it's late. There's thunder about, a drop of rain
Fell on my hand in the dark. I'll see you again
At the dance next week. You're sure that everything's right?'
'Yes,' 'Well, I'll be going.' 'Kiss me...' 'Good night.' ... 'Good night.'

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Time frame is probably only a week since the last dance, thus it is impossible for them to know, especially at the time it was written, whether or not she was pregnant. Newfag fail

| Posted on 2009-11-06 | by a guest

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Ilovethispoem. I percieve it as a girl who loves a guy, but the guy doenst just love her back. I really think that the girl is pregnant also, and decided not to tell the guy cuz of the conversation they just had. SHe thinks why bother, he thinks everything is just fun.

| Posted on 2008-09-24 | by a guest

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the poem is great.. it describes love in so many differnt aspects. your can percieve this poem as many different ways. She is in love and he does not love her back he thinks it was just a fun relationship were yet she gave herself to him and wants more than just fun. she loves him and wants to be with him and she brought him there to tell him something.. I think she is pregnant and she backs off being to scared to tell him. she figures he doesnt care he was in it for fun so why would he care if she has a kid from him.. This was an awesome poema nd i love work by muriel stuart

| Posted on 2006-02-14 | by Approved Guest