Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SUNSHADE, by THOMAS HARDY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Ah - it's the skeleton of a lady's sunshade Last Line: The vain things thought when she flourished this? Subject(s): Umbrellas | ||||||||
AH - it's the skeleton of a lady's sunshade, Here at my feet in the hard rock's chink, Merely a naked sheaf of wires! - Twenty years have gone with their livers and diers Since it was silked in its white or pink. Noonshine riddles the ribs of the sunshade, No more a screen from the weakest ray; Nothing to tell us the hue of its dyes, Nothing but rusty bones as it lies In its coffin of stone, unseen till to-day. Where is the woman who carried that sunshade Up and down this seaside place? - Little thumb standing against its stem, Thoughts perhaps bent on a love-stratagem, Softening yet more the already soft face! Is the fair woman who carried that sunshade A skeleton just as her property is, Laid in the chink that none may scan? And does she regret - if regret dust can - The vain things thought when she flourished this? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BELLA HAD A NEW UMBRELLA by EVE MERRIAM BALLADE OF THE PINK PARASOL by WALLACE STEVENS THE ELF AND THE DORMOUSE by OLIVER BROOK HERFORD PARASOLS, FIFTY-NINE CENTS by MARY BRENNAN CLAPP AN OLD UMBRELLA by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH CASUALTIES: 19. THE FLOOD by JOHN PEPPER CLARK MY NEW UMBRELLA by M. M. HUTCHINSON AND THERE WAS A GREAT CALM' by THOMAS HARDY |
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