Classic and Contemporary Poetry
REMEMBERING, by VIRGINIA TAYLOR MCCORMICK Poet's Biography First Line: Rosana was our mammy's niece Last Line: When we were gone. Subject(s): Family Life; Relatives | ||||||||
Rosana was our Mammy's niece Who used to come and stay Whenever a new baby came And Mammy went away To that dark room where Mother looked So beautiful in bed, And lying by her, snug and warm, A round pink, wrinkly head. And Mammy at the nursery door Would say, "Don't tell dem chillen Dose tales o' blood an' burnin', An' godless men a-killin'." So we would sit as still as mice, Rosanna's smile would spread, When the floor of Mother's room above Creaked under Mammy's tread. Then the story of John Brown would come, In a chanting kind of song, Till the big hall clock struck eight sharp chimes And Father came along To tell us Mother sent her love, And baby brother's too, And will we say our prayers and go To bed just like we do When she is here to see us bathed, And tucked in warm and tight, And will we sleep, while she's upstairs, Without the nursery light? And Father's voice was trembly as He helped us say our prayers, And kissed us, then he went away To the blue room upstairs, Where Mammy rocked the baby And Mother lay alone . . . . I often used to wonder what they said When we were gone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY AUNT ELLA MAE by MICHAEL S. HARPER THE GOLDEN SHOVEL by TERRANCE HAYES LIZARDS AND SNAKES by ANTHONY HECHT THE BOOK OF A THOUSAND EYES: I LOVE by LYN HEJINIAN CHILD ON THE MARSH by ANDREW HUDGINS MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS PLAYING DEAD by ANDREW HUDGINS THE GLASS HAMMER by ANDREW HUDGINS INSECT LIFE OF FLORIDA by LYNDA HULL BELINDA by VIRGINIA TAYLOR MCCORMICK |
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