Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SKETCH, by ELIZA KEARY Poet's Biography First Line: Upon the ground Last Line: It was said. Subject(s): Women | ||||||||
UPON the ground, Made tender around her with moss and with flowers, A mound half-circling her, Swelling to meet The soft-falling robes and the delicate feet, One hand restwise, Earthward eyes, Hair loose on the wind; Now, a wistful smile As the soft wind sighs, and flutters, and sings. And a pulse that flutters her With the rush and the fall, And small fingers that carelessly Pluck the thick-growing flowers, With a quick gesture twitch, Throwing away a few. A gasp, a surprise, Half-bend of the knee. Does she rise? You, you, pretty slave, Have you drained the last drain Of your gold cup at last, Knowing your ease pain? The tender moss and the flowers, The long love-sweet hours, Mound round you pressed, Woman, earth-caressed, Eyes downward cast, At last, O! at last, Slave with wings hidden, With divinity bidden, To sleep -- nay, drown In its own blood, self-shed, Inspired call unanswered, So to fill the perfect part of womanhood It was said. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ARISTOTLE TO PHYLLIS by JOHN HOLLANDER A WOMAN'S DELUSION by SUSAN HOWE JULIA TUTWILER STATE PRISON FOR WOMEN by ANDREW HUDGINS THE WOMEN ON CYTHAERON by ROBINSON JEFFERS TOMORROW by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD LADIES FOR DINNER, SAIPAN by KENNETH KOCH GOODBYE TO TOLERANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV A FAREWELL TO SISTER MARY OF THE BLESSED TRINITY by ELIZA KEARY |
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