Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WITHHELD, by INA DONNA COOLBRITH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Therein is sunlight, and sweet sound Last Line: How sweeter than all sweet it is. Subject(s): Hope; Life; Love; Optimism | ||||||||
Therein is sunlight, and sweet sound: Cool flow of waters, musical, Soft stir of insect-wings, and fall Of blossom-snow upon the ground. The birds flit in and out the trees, Their bright, sweet throats strained full with song. The flower-beds, the summer long, Are black and murmurous with bees. Th' unrippled leaves hang faint with dew In hushes of the breezeless morn. At eventide the stars, new born, And the white moonlight, glimmer through. Therein are all glad things whereof Life holdeth need through changing years; Therein sweet rest, sweet end of tears, Therein sweet labors, born of love. This is my heritage, mine own, That alien hands from me withhold. From barred windows, dark and cold, I view, with heart that maketh moan. They fetter feet and hands; they give Me bitter, thankless tasks to do; And, cruel wise, still feed anew My one small hope, that I may live. And, that no single pang I miss, Lo! this one little window-space Is left, where through my eyes may trace How sweeter than all sweet it is. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOPE IS NOT FOR THE WISE by ROBINSON JEFFERS SONNET by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SPRING FLOODS by MAURICE BARING SONNET: 9. HOPE by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE ALRIGHT by DEREK MAHON THE MARIPOSA LILY by INA DONNA COOLBRITH |
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