Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO A WOMAN POET, by IDELLA PURNELL


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First Line: Sister anne, look from the casement, tell me you see
Last Line: "all that I see on the road is the dust, the dust."
Subject(s): Poetry & Poets


Sister Anne, look from the casement, tell me you see
Down the shining road my rescuers' lances leap
Where Truth comes riding. My youth was put to sleep
In love for the ogre Illusion who captured me.
But dream has gone, and I behold the slain:
The beautiful sisters, faith, hope and love, are dead.
Mine, like theirs, was a proudly lifted head --
Now I feel their deathlike sorrow and pain.

Sister Anne, look from the casement. What riders are known
With blue swords singing? What singing hearts will build
Dream and Ideal on Illusion's fallen throne?
Look, where the blood from his victims' hearts has spilled. . . .
-- Sister Anne, answer me, sing to me! Sister, you must!

"All that I see on the road is the dust, the dust."





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