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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE QUARREL, by KAREN SWENSON Poet's Biography First Line: You sit behind your coffee Last Line: Lurches a path across the table. Subject(s): Quarrels; Arguments; Disagreements | |||
You sit behind your coffee. I sit behind mine. Our eyes are inside us. Silence lies stale between us on this morning whose heat is rent by the singular shrill of a cicada. Our quarrel is stale as a warped slice of bread. Oppressive as this August morning is our love, which, mute as a moth with a torn wing, lurches a path across the table. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE QUARREL by KATHERINE MANSFIELD DOMESDAY BOOK: CHARLES WARREN, THE SHERIFF by EDGAR LEE MASTERS OUR PRINCIPAL by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE OWEN SEAMAN; ESTABLISHES ENTENE CORDIALE IN MANNER GUY WETMORE CARRYL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER AFTER THE QUARREL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE SOCIETY UPON THE STANISLAUS by FRANCIS BRET HARTE EARLY EVENING QUARREL by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES THE QUARREL by STANLEY JASSPON KUNITZ |
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