Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MIRIAM, by ALICE CARY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Like to that little homely flower Last Line: Will cross the threshold, never more. Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
LIKE to that little homely flower That never from her rough house stirs While summer lasts, but sits and combs The sunbeams with her purple burs, So kept she in her house content While love's bright summer with her stayed; But change works change, and since she met A shadow from the land of shade; The ghost of that wild flower that sits In her rough house, and never stirs While summer lasts, has not a face So dead of meaning, as is hers. In vain the pitying year puts on Her rose-red mornings, for like streams Lost from the sunlight under banks Of wintry darkness, are her dreams. In vain among their clouds of green The wild birds sing -- she says with tears Their sweet tongues stammer in the tunes They sang so well in other years. Her home in ruins lies, and thorns Choke with their briery arms, the door; What matter, says she, since that love Will cross the threshold, never more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD A SPINSTER'S STINT by ALICE CARY |
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