Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARD, by DORA SIGERSON SHORTER Poet's Biography First Line: The little babe I held upon my knee Last Line: And as the sparks flew up he saw and smiled. Alternate Author Name(s): Sigerson, Dora; Shorter, Mrs. Clement Subject(s): Babies; Infants | ||||||||
THE little babe I held upon my knee Had not yet banished from his sleeping eyes The dreams of some lost world from which he came, Nor missed some angel-choirèd paradise. Strange little soul that claimed me not his own By glance or smile, but with no seeing gaze Looked to me who, all timid, dared to call This wonder mine, and held it in amaze. I prayed, "When comes the light of consciousness Of things that be to hold him so he seek To know what place life now had set him in, And at whose mercy left, so young and weak, "Let it be mine, the face he first shall see Bent on him, full of welcome and of joy, So that his smile, on thus beholding love, The pain of coming tears shall half destroy. "Or if some day he looks to learn, and I Am not beside, oh! let it be the sun Or some fair thing shall greet his seeing eyes, So he shall find life good and well begun." Beside the fire I held him close, and sang Some sweet child ditty, bidding him to sleep, And broke the log to make it flame and glow; Then in his eyes I saw a wonder creep. Now peeped the soul from out his startled gaze. "Look first on me," I cried, "my little child!" But from my kiss he held his face away, And as the sparks flew up he saw and smiled. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A POET TO HIS BABY SON by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON BABYHOOD by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN INFANCY by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG BALLAD OF THE LAYETTE by WAYNE KOESTENBAUM A TOAST FOR LITTLE IRON MIKE by PAUL MARIANI THE PAMPERING OF LEORA by THYLIAS MOSS ONE FOR ALL NEWBORNS by THYLIAS MOSS IN THE THRIVING SEASON by LISEL MUELLER THE WIND ON THE HILLS by DORA SIGERSON SHORTER |
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