Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ENCOUNTER, by IRENE CARLISLE First Line: Younger than we, she climbed the muddy hill Last Line: And pitying watched us down the sodden road. Subject(s): Poverty; Women | ||||||||
Younger than we, she climbed the muddy hill Barefoot, and passed us with her casual stride; Her gaunt breasts flapping under faded drill, A weathered mongrel lagging at her side. Clutching her baby and her bag of meal, She mumbled and stared and drew aside to pass; Her draggled skirt bore down the dripping grass; She turned the sharp stones with a calloused heel. Yet in her house at midnight she can rise And try her doors in the dark, make safe her home. She knows each crack, each chair, each creaking board. Here sleeps her man, grimed with the mountain loam; Here hangs the water-bucket, there is the gourd, Yonder the pallet where her first-born lies. Pain she has known, and cold, and scanty dress; Dank fuel and hunger and the threat of drouth, But not the soured wine of loneliness Nor the black bread of failure in her mouth. She shifted on the hip her whimpering load, And pitying watched us down the sodden road. | 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 BENEDICTION IN PASSING by IRENE CARLISLE |
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