Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SANCTUARY, by JEAN BAILEY First Line: In the quiet of the convent garden close Last Line: To make her quiet day complete by prayer. Subject(s): Convents; Sanctuaries | ||||||||
In the quiet of the convent garden close She sits at her embroidery while her thoughts Slip through her mind like beads upon a waxen string. Her face half-hidden by the coif she wears Is placid as of one who has known pain So intimately that its recurrence is a thing Not to be feared but welcomed as relief From futile questioning of life's significance. Her blood runs thin and cool in spite of sun Whose fervent heat has put the day to sleep In drowsy deep content. Her slender hands As they move idly through the colored floss Are marked by delicate criss-cross lines Which by their very number weight her hands In infinite weariness. Of all her being Only her eyes are living; only her eyes Clear as the rift in the gray clouds at dawn Show her aware of life. But in them, too, There is content to be thus stilled in peace To have no need of answering questions life must ask. The sweet hushed bells now echo in the garden As shadows group themselves about her chair. Rising she passes slowly to the chapel To make her quiet day complete by prayer. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SANCTUARY by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY SANCTUARY by JOSIE CRAIG BERRY I HAVE COME REMEMBERING by LORENE BYRNES BURNS MOUNTAIN SANCTUARIES by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS THE FOREST SANCTUARY: PART ONE by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS THE FOREST SANCTUARY: PART TWO by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS |
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