Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY ANGEL, by JONATHAN HENDERSON BROOKS Poet's Biography First Line: That night my angel stooped and strained Last Line: Despair and my disgrace. | ||||||||
That night my angel stooped and strained To lift me from the mud. He could not lift my heaviness. My angel sweated blood. He said: You are the heaviest grief In heaven since the flood. All night my angel stooped and strained, Loath to abandon me: The heaviest load since Lucifer Shook heaven's regency. All night he interceded for My black necessity. He rose. And two wings hid his feet. And two wings veiled his face, And two wings took him, weary wings, To angels' resting place. He flew away. He left with me Despair and my disgrace. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AND ONE SHALL LIVE IN TWO by JONATHAN HENDERSON BROOKS MUSE IN LATE NOVEMBER by JONATHAN HENDERSON BROOKS SHE SAID ... by JONATHAN HENDERSON BROOKS BEPPO: A VENETIAN STORY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON SYMPATHY (2) by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE HOUSE BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD by SAM WALTER FOSS SONG: 3 by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD HARVEST by GERTRUDE RYDER BENNETT UNCHANGING by FRIEDRICH MARTIN VON BODENSTEDT ON MY DEAR GRANDCHILD SIMON WHO DIED ... ONE MONTH AND ONE DAY OLD by ANNE BRADSTREET SAD! SAD! by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE WANDERER: 1. IN ITALY: NEWS by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |
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