Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I WRITE, by EMMA MAGRUDER COOK First Line: Because my soul is groping for the light, I write Last Line: And so to give them birth, I write. Subject(s): Writing & Writers | ||||||||
Because my soul is groping for the light, I write. The unborn children of my brain Cry day and night, "Give us the right to stretch our wings in flight, Imprisoned thus, our powers lose their might," And so to give them birth, I write. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CELL, SELECTION by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 126: THE DOUBTING MAN by LYN HEJINIAN WAKING THE MORNING DREAMLESS AFTER LONG SLEEP by JANE HIRSHFIELD COMPULSIVE QUALIFICATIONS by RICHARD HOWARD DEUTSCH DURCH FREUD by RANDALL JARRELL LET THEM ALONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON BUILDING WITH STONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS |
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