Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SILENCE, by WINIFRED WELLES


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SILENCE, by                    
First Line: She was a quiet little body
Last Line: Sweet, like lavender.
Alternate Author Name(s): Shearer, Harold H., Mrs.
Subject(s): Silence


She was a quiet little body
In a quaint silk shawl,
Who sat and sewed and listened,
But hardly spoke at all.

She let her copper kettle
And her bright as copper fire,
Wag like tongues and hum like voices
In a cozy little choir.

She was quieter with others
Than they could be alone,
But the flashing of her fingers
Was a wit all its own.

And while we talked her needle
Like a swift dragon fly,
Was sewing seeds of summer
Into squares as blue as sky.

I have taken tea from many,
And talk from many more,
But a blue bag of lavender
I never had before
Or since from any woman
When I left her at her door.

Now that her fire, her kettle,
And herself are still,
Hearths seem merely hissing,
Spouts only shrill.

So I never stop from talking,
So I always keep astir --
I would be afraid of silence
That was not a gift from her
In shiny bits like ribbons,
Sweet, like lavender.





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