Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MOTHER-SONG, by JOHN COLMAN EVANS


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MOTHER-SONG, by                    
First Line: Who are you there in that dark, little room?
Last Line: What are you bringing me? Where was your home?
Subject(s): Pregnancy


Who are you there in that dark, little room?
What are you bringing me? Where was your home?

Here I stand singing, and there you lie dumb;
Fleet little stranger, how far have you come?

Apple trees sag with a burden of fruit;
Earth becomes faint with a suckling of root;

Blossoming whitens the cherry tree's brow;
Oh, you are bending and curving me now.

Can you feel flame in my body's white urn?
Does it leap high? Does it roar? Does it burn?

That is the fire of my heart striking through,
Giving my body's blood over to you,

Crowning my flesh with a new diadem,
Making me bloom on a lovelier stem,

Proving me lusty in wealthier loam;
What are you bringing me? Where was your home?





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