Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SECOND WIFE, by EMILY DAWSON CRAIN First Line: I know that what you say is true, and yet Last Line: (I wouldn't have had things different if I could.) Subject(s): Solitude; Loneliness | ||||||||
I know that what you say is true, and yet, If I could choose -- of course I have no choice -- But still, if I could choose, I think I'd keep Things just the way they are. I know you think You're doing what is right to tell me this. Oh, please forgive me ... I am tired, I guess. It's been a lonesome day to stay at home Alone without him -- and the baby gone To school. The way she's grown! I hardly know Or realize how big she really is. Yes, she was four the year we married. Now She's six and starting off to school, and still I think of her as "baby". All the house Has seemed so empty. I am glad you came; It's hours yet before my baby comes From school ... I know you smile to hear me call Her "mine"; and yet, I think of her as mine And his ... I never saw her mother. Though I've heard him say she had her mother's eyes ... Of course he talks of her -- I'd want him to ... Don't look so grieved. You act as if you thought I'd never known he loved somebody else. And yet you said yourself, just after you Came in, that he had loved his first wife so ... I don't know why you said it -- least of all To me -- for that was understood, and I'd Not have it different, even if I could. He loved her. Yes -- I hope he always will, At least the memory of her ... Does that Seem queer to you? Oh, how can I explain -- She was a part of his own life, as I Am now. I do not mean I took her place; I could not, even if I tried. You see, She shaped his life as he was then. She helped To make him as he is today, into The man I love ... I hadn't meant to tell So much to you -- or anyone. I had Not even thought it out myself ... She put The look of gentleness and peace within His eyes. Her death had brought a sadness there That only made me want to comfort him, But not to take her place. I'd rather have The place that's all my own ... Can you see that? Somehow I think perhaps she'd understand, Be happier, too, to know the way I feel, And know I love the baby as my own ... It's early yet ... Don't go! The baby's still At school, but he'll be coming soon ... He's due. ... Oh, thank you for the things you said. I know You meant to help -- and I am glad to talk It over, too, with you ... Come back again ... I think I hear somebody coming now ... Is it? ... But, oh, it is ... He's coming home ... I see him smiling quite as if he knew He'd find me waiting just inside the door. (I wouldn't have had things different if I could.) | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES HEROD'S LAMENT FOR MARIAMNE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |
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