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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ALCHEMIST, by ST. CLAIR ADAMS First Line: Who soothed me after my boyish fight Last Line: My mother. Subject(s): Mothers | |||
WHO soothed me after my boyish fight, And held me in her arms so tight, And knew--and knew--my cause was right? My mother. Who, when low grades from school were sent, Healed my hurt pride, cheered my intent, And knew I would be President? My mother. Who, when my dreams had come to naught, In spite of all that worldlings thought, Believed, believed, and aye besought? My mother. Who, when I reeked with sin and shame, Without a word of grief or blame Saw one true spark and made it flame? My mother. Who, when in blackest hell I lie, Will lift my thwarted soul on high And make hell heaven, if she is by? My mother. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS IN THE 25TH YEAR OF MY MOTHER'S DEATH by JUDY JORDAN THE PAIDLIN' WEAN by ALEXANDER ANDERSON BLASTING FROM HEAVEN by PHILIP LEVINE THE GLASSES AND THE BIBLE by ST. CLAIR ADAMS |
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