Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO ONE WHO ASKS, by MARY REYNOLDS ALDIS First Line: Curious you should not see my feet are weary Last Line: Kisses from the dead? Subject(s): Curiosities & Wonders; Grief; Enigmas; Oddities; Sorrow; Sadness | ||||||||
Curious you should not see my feet are weary -- Weary of the way you see so fair -- As wondering you look along each silver path with question Why I will not tread. Curious you should not see my eyes are weary, Weary of the sorrow and the passion they have seen; Asking now to close, the last kiss given, The last word said. Curious you should not see my hands are weary, Weary with their ceaseless fluttering round little things; Concerned no longer with caresses nor with loving, Still and uncomforted. Your young desire would take away my sorrow, Do you not see I have but ashes for you? I would not lay upon your eager breast My weary head. Your feet are hurrying, your soul is hungering -- You of the intent eyes, the questing will. Why do you ask my two tired, empty hands To give you bread? You will not see my very soul is weary -- I think it died long, long ago, or fled. Would you ask caresses from a shadow-woman -- Kisses from the dead? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS SEVEN SAD SONNETS: 1. THE HAPPENING by MARY REYNOLDS ALDIS SEVEN SAD SONNETS: 2. THE OTHER ONE COMES TO HER by MARY REYNOLDS ALDIS |
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