"Fifteen" by William stanford is a poem about a 15 year old boy saw a biker crash on seventeenth street. The narrator is speaking to his family or maybe friends and telling them about a tragic accident. The setting of the poem is on the seventeenth road which is near a bridge, Since the light of the motorcycle was illuminant on the grass the time of day is probably around noon. The speaker feels like he needs to speak out because he has just whiteness a terrible accident and he has to tell somebody about it.
In my opinion the most important line of the poem is, " I admire all that pulsing gleam, the shiny flanks, the demure where it lay". The reason why I think this line is important because you can kind of tell that there has been an accident and the vehicle has crashed onto the grass. The mood of the whole poem is probably negative, it is kind of like the feeling when you find out bad news. The poet uses imagery like it is a soldiers weapon. The poet describes the brocken head lights, light as it pulses. He calls this pulse "pulsing gleam" which means the head light is slowly dying and the shadow of the grass where the motorbike lays is slowly disappearing.
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