by John Clare
(2) Sea Level
Okay, we'll admit it, there are parts of this poem that really don't make any sense. Shadows in love's frenzied stifled throes? Or was it stifled frenzied throes? It doesn't matter because it was bizarre. Other than this little puzzle, however, "I Am" is a pretty easy poem. There aren't any funky words, and the sentences are pretty simple, if sometimes long. We're so close to sea level, but just a bit up the shore.