Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ST. AGNES' MORNING, by MAXWELL ANDERSON First Line: Between the dawn and the sun's rising Last Line: And the wind. Subject(s): Agnes, Saint (d. 304 A.d.); Dawn; Morning; Saints; Sunrise | ||||||||
Between the dawn and the sun's rising She could not sleep, so the blood stirred in her; She could not, and in the cold morning Woke with the white curtains' stir. Between the dawn and the river's flaming She folded a curtain toward the sea, And, bending, lifted silks together In the cold light, dubiously. In the cold air, pulsing the curtain, She lifted silks; and let them fall. In the wind she bent above them Hearing their rustling musical. Between the dawn and silver morning She could not sleep, so the blood dinned With the river's silver and the sea's silence And the wind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THIS MORNING, GOD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR BURNING DAWN by HAYDEN CARRUTH DAWN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON IN THE GARDEN AT THE DAWN HOUR by EDGAR LEE MASTERS EARLY RISER by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE WORDS WHEN WE NEED THEM by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE |
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