Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WOMEN'S WARD, by GENOA MORRIS


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WOMEN'S WARD, by                    
First Line: In ordered groups they sit
Last Line: "lost!"
Subject(s): Psychiatric Hospitals; Women; Mad Houses; Insane Asylums


In ordered groups they sit:
hands idle, heads downcast,
like bulbous plants whose fruits are underground.
Mute, puzzled, they opine -- inverted Nature.
One stares indifferently at Nothing.
One, sad of mien, must chuckle now and then
eyeing the bare, hard floor.
One glares, defiant, with recurrent cries
commanding enemies to show themselves.
One calls revenge upon an errant mate
habitually, though here she sits supine.
One rocks and gnaws her nails incessantly,
watching the fast-locked door;
she seems to say
"Hurry, oh, hurry! I'm expecting you!"
And one, with clock-like rhythm
starts, strokes her brow and mutters
"Lost!"





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