What Is The Theme Of Poem Noise By Jessie Pope?
I like noise, The whoop of a boy, the thud of a hoof, The rattle of rain on a galvanised roof, The hubbub of traffic, the roar of a train, The throb of machinery numbing the brain, The switching of wires in an overhead tram, The rush of the wind, a door on the slam, The boom of the thunder, the crash of the waves, The din of a river that races and raves, The crack of a rifle, the clank of a pail, The strident tattoo of a swift-slapping sail – From any old sound that the silence destroys Arises a gamut of soul-stirring joys. I like noise.
