Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SHE TALKED SO MUCH, by DAISY CRUMP WHITEHEAD Last Line: Yet every day she prayed that she be good. Subject(s): Conversation | ||||||||
She talked so much that often what she said Made others miserable, and oftentimes afraid; She went to church, put something in the plate, And always saw when some one came in late; She criticized the few in sporty clothes, And sniffing said, "They're short enough, land knows!" She made the finest cake, salt rising-bread From recipes kept solely in her head, But when her boy came for a bite to eat, She'd crossly call, "Again? Go wipe your feet!" Yet when that stranger's lad was sick and died, She was the very last to leave his side; She doubted love and happiness to be; Said when one wed, "Well, you just wait and see." And when a certain tragic afternoon, That pretty Benton baby came too soon, Her version of it shocked the neighborhood: Yet every day she prayed that she be good. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TODAY'S NOT OPPOSITE DAY by CHARLES BERNSTEIN WORDS THE DREAMER SPOKE TO MY FATHER IN MAINE by ROBERT BLY A CONVERSATION WITH MONICA WILSON by AIME CESAIRE TWO WOMEN ON THE POTOMAC HIGHWAY by NORMAN DUBIE IT JUST SO HAPPENS by JAMES GALVIN DRIFTERS: BELLA COOLA TO WILLIAMS LAKE by KAREN SWENSON |
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