More of a prose poem than anything else, "The Last Flower" tells a straightforward tale that illustrates mankind's cycle of war and creation. It's sparse but moving, with the crude black-and-white drawings by Thurber conveying a lot of emotion. Very thought-provoking and a demonstration that sometimes less is more.

Didn't care for it. I understood the message it was trying to convey, but the simplicity made it seem condescending.

It tries to be deep, but ultimately only points out that wars eventually happen.