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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HANDS ON A CARD-TABLE, by POLLY CHASE First Line: A woman's hands, with polished finger-nail Last Line: Of lily-fingered lost persephone. Subject(s): Hands | |||
A woman's hands, with polished finger-nail, Creeping like puffy spiders on green baize, Clicking the cards down softly as she plays. Plump, pampered hands! -- too lifeless to assail The keys Cecilia pressed, or glean the frail Ripe wheat that Ruth's hands gleaned! Forlorn I gaze On hands of card-crazed women -- how to praise, How glorify the dulness of their tale? Better for hands to swing the singing loom The Lady of Sharlot turned pensively; Or hold the gilded Book in a convent room With sad Francesca, listening to the sea; Or pluck the idle fruit which sealed the doom Of lily-fingered lost Persephone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY FATHER, MY HANDS by RICHARD BLANCO MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS I WAS BORN WITH TWELVE FINGERS by LUCILLE CLIFTON TEN OXHERDING PICTURES: A MEDITATION by LUCILLE CLIFTON FIFTH GRADE AUTOBIOGRAPHY by RITA DOVE THE TYPICAL HAND by ELENI SIKELIANOS |
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