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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TRIBUTE, by ISABEL ECCLESTONE MACKAY Poet's Biography
First Line: My mother's face is fair
Last Line: So she would understand!
Subject(s): Absence; Children; Mothers; Separation; Isolation; Childhood
First Line: My mother's face is fair
Last Line: So she would understand!
Subject(s): Absence; Children; Mothers; Separation; Isolation; Childhood
MY MOTHER'S face is fair—
Soft darkness is her hair,
Like folded wings it lies
Above her shining eyes.
The breeze that passes by
Is like my mother's sigh—
Between my hands I press
Sweet perfumes from her dress.
Her smile is swift and gay;
It comes and slips away,
And I can never find
Where it has hid behind.
Her feet along the ground
Make a most lovely sound!
And when my mother's there
No fear is anywhere—
Oh, I should like to buy
The moon out of the sky
And place it in her hand
So she would understand!
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