Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A MOTHER'S CALL, by ELIZA KEARY Poet's Biography First Line: Come back, sons, over the sea! Last Line: Slow, sure, complete! Subject(s): Mothers | ||||||||
COME back, sons, over the sea! Strong limbs I bore, Ye are mine still! Do you rise, do you move to me? Do you hear there, across the tossing brine, Sons? -- for the great seas swell; I smell the breath of them, I hear the roar of them, Leaping, tossing, toppling over one another, Lapping up to the shore, Lashing the rock -- furies, What do they come for? Sires of yours, yearsfull agonies -- Home with a wild lament? Seas, is it this you bear? No. But the times that come, And the thunders I hear, And the rent wide apart in her garment That covered us, blinded us, wound us -- Chains ground that bound us, That gyved us, sword that drank at our heart! Leap to the rock, waves! Leap to the land, sons, O braves! Over graves, upon blood-trodden graves Plant your feet! Come, times, God-revenge, Slow, sure, complete! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS IN THE 25TH YEAR OF MY MOTHER'S DEATH by JUDY JORDAN THE PAIDLIN' WEAN by ALEXANDER ANDERSON BLASTING FROM HEAVEN by PHILIP LEVINE A FAREWELL TO SISTER MARY OF THE BLESSED TRINITY by ELIZA KEARY |
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