Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOURNING WOMEN, by MATHILDE BLIND Poet's Biography First Line: All veiled in black, with faces hid from sight Last Line: But souls ye have none fit for paradise. Alternate Author Name(s): Lake, Claude Subject(s): Egypt; Mourning; Women; Bereavement | ||||||||
ALL veiled in black, with faces hid from sight, Crouching together in the jolting cart, What forms are these that pass alone, apart, In abject apathy to life's delight? The motley crowd, fantastically bright, Shifts gorgeous through each dazzling street and mart; Only these sisters of the suffering heart Strike discords in this symphony of light. Most wretched women! whom your prophet dooms To take love's penalties without its prize! Yes; you shall bear the unborn in your wombs, And water dusty death with streaming eyes, And, wailing, beat your breasts among the tombs; But souls ye have none fit for Paradise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUNGERFIELD by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN HECUBA MOURNS by MARILYN NELSON THERE IS NO GOD BUT by AGHA SHAHID ALI IF I COULD MOURN LIKE A MOURNING DOVE by FRANK BIDART |
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