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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY MUSE, by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS Poet's Biography First Line: Once I lived from day to day Last Line: I kissed him tenderly. Subject(s): Muses | |||
ONCE I lived from day to day, Nor joy nor sorrow felt; Scarcely knew myself, so like Were all with whom I dwelt. But as this I realized, And 'gan o'er it to fret, Yawned my heart as if weary: Something may happen yet. Some one tapped lightly. "Enter, I called, almost dismayed. "What! Is it you, my old friend, Pain? Hast thou hither strayed?" "Yes, my child," softly stroking My cheeks the while he spake: "Tell me, for whom with longing So great doth thy heart ache?" "For my Muse, who once taught me To sing full many a song. Without a single visit For months I've waited long. "Now sit thee down beside me; Else shall I be alone. We two have talked together Oft while the pale moon shone." So sat he down beside me, Kissing me o'er and o'er; E'en as the first he gave me, I found my songs once more: "Let the Muse farther wander, If only thee I have!" A smile of secret meaning Rests on his lips so grave. "Take back that sentence hasty, For, lo! your Muse am I; Always have I been faithful." I kissed him tenderly. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN APOLOGY FOR NOT INVOKING THE MUSE by JOHN CIARDI FAREWELL TO TWO MUSES by CAROL FROST PLAINT OF THE POET IN AN IGNORANT AGE by CAROLYN KIZER MUSE OF MIDNIGHT by GREGORY ORR WILD HEART; FOR TRISHA by GREGORY ORR SO HELP ME SAPPHO by ANNE WALDMAN |
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