Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PEDDLER WOMAN, by ALICE ELODY BREDESON First Line: Along the dusty road to farmer brown Last Line: "and said, ""see I'm not dangerous at all!" Subject(s): Peddlers & Peddling; Women | ||||||||
Along the dusty road to Farmer Brown, I chanced to meet a dusty peddler dame Who stopped at every farm to sell her wares Almost worn out from handling. She saw me come And I, a little scared, sped by so fast She missed her chance of asking me to look Among her things. "Oh, miss," I heard her shriek, "I've something here to sell!" She frightened me The more. I could not turn; my heart beat fast, And when I came within the house she turned And walked the path that I had walked. She knocked And mother answered her with, "Come right in -- I'll see your things," and I looked on in wonder. "A dime for this; five cents for this and that," The peddler woman mumbled while mother Picked out some things. She left with a nod at me And said, "See I'm not dangerous at all!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ARISTOTLE TO PHYLLIS by JOHN HOLLANDER A WOMAN'S DELUSION by SUSAN HOWE JULIA TUTWILER STATE PRISON FOR WOMEN by ANDREW HUDGINS THE WOMEN ON CYTHAERON by ROBINSON JEFFERS TOMORROW by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD LADIES FOR DINNER, SAIPAN by KENNETH KOCH GOODBYE TO TOLERANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV |
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