
The poem tells the story of a mystical tavern where people from different eras and backgrounds gather to relive their past experiences and confront their deepest regrets. The narrator describes the tavern's eerie atmosphere, where the patrons are trapped in their memories, unable to move on from their past mistakes and heartaches.
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox · First published 1892 · Genre: Poetry, Historical Fiction, Romanticism · 170 words
A modern hour from London (as we spin Into a silver thread the miles of space Between us and our goal), there is a place Apart from city traffic, dust, and din, Green with great trees, where hides a quiet Inn. Here Nelson last looked on the lovely face Which made his world; and by its magic grace Trailed rosy clouds across each early sin. And, leaning lawnward, is the room where Keats Wrote the last one of those immortal songs (Called by the critics of his day ‘mere rhymes'). A lark, high in the boxwood bough repeats Those lyric strains, to idle passing throngs, There by the little Tavern-of-Last-Times.
The Tavern of Last Times is listed on Textopian as a poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox, dated 1892 CE.
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nostalgia · loss · reflection · human experience · melancholy · time · memory · relationships · change · philosophy · life choices · regret