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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHO ARE MY PEOPLE?, by ROSA ZAGNONI MARINONI Poet's Biography First Line: My people? Who are they? Last Line: I met his eyes . . . And then I knew. . . . Subject(s): Strangers | |||
MY PEOPLE? Who are they? I went into the church where the congregation Worshiped my God. Were they my people? I felt no kinship to them as they knelt there. My people! Where are they? I went into the land where I was born, Where men spoke my language . . . I was a stranger there. "My people," my soul cried. "Who are my people?" Last night in the rain I met an old man Who spoke a language I do not speak, Which marked him as one who does not know my God. With apologetic smile he offered me The shelter of his patched umbrella. I met his eyes . . . And then I knew. . . . | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DIALOGUE PARTLY PLATONIC by MADELINE DEFREES THE SANDWICH MAN by RON PADGETT FLEMING HELPHENSTINE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE MAN WITHOUT LEATHER BREECHES by JAMES TATE AT SUNRISE by ROSA ZAGNONI MARINONI |
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