Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, RENASCENCE, by ELLA M. JOHNSTON



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RENASCENCE, by            
First Line: The timid night was startled by a cry
Last Line: Her fingers on a crumpled baby-face.


The timid night was startled by a cry,
Her fierce, protesting cry of clutching pain,
Escaping -- snapping every tightened rein
Of courage; storming Death to let her lie
Insensate, inarticulate -- to die;
Nor ask past treasured promise to explain
How Love and Love's last gesture seemed in vain;
Negating faith, affirming sullen, "Why?"

Her unremembered pain has passed. No trace
Persists. She prays dear Life to let her give
Her broken vessel of defaulting grace
To Life, to mend -- then, grace made whole, to live.
At peace, with wavering touch, she gropes to place
Her fingers on a crumpled baby-face.





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