Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ROSES IN THE SUBWAY, by DANA BURNET

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ROSES IN THE SUBWAY, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: A wan-cheeked girl with faded eyes
Last Line: My mother ... Stooping down.
Subject(s): Commuters; New York City; Steel; Subways; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple

A wan-cheeked girl with faded eyes
Came stumbling down the crowded car,
Clutching her burden to her breast
As though she held a star.

Roses, I swear it! Red and sweet
And struggling from her pinched white hands,
Roses ... like captured hostages
From far and fairy lands!

The thunder of the rushing train
Was like a hush ... The flower scent
Breathed faintly on the stale, whirled air
Like some dim sacrament—

I saw a garden stretching out
And morning on it like a crown—
And o'er a bed of crimson bloom
My mother ... stooping down.

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