Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CORN HUSKER, by EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: Hard by the indian lodges, where the bush Last Line: Like the dead husks that rustle through her hands. Alternate Author Name(s): Tekahionwake Subject(s): Corn; Injustice; Labor & Laborers; Metaphor; Native Americans; Weariness; Work; Workers; Similes; Indians Of America; American Indians; Indians Of South America; Fatigue | ||||||||
HARD by the Indian lodges, where the bush Breaks in a clearing, through ill-fashioned fields, She comes to labour, when the first still hush Of autumn follows large and recent yields. Age in her fingers, hunger in her face, Her shoulders stooped with weight of work and years, But rich in tawny colouring of her race, She comes a-field to strip the purple ears. And all her thoughts are with the days gone by, Ere might's injustice banished from their lands Her people, that to-day unheeded lie, Like the dead husks that rustle through her hands. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VALUE IN MOUNTAINS: 10 by KENNETH REXROTH IMPERIAL NOSTALGIAS: 4 by CESAR VALLEJO BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON TIRED TIM by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE WEARINESS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW NEURASTENIA by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON MICHAEL ANGELO by AUGUSTE BARBIER A CRY FROM AN INDIAN WIFE by EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON |
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