Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE NEW YORK CLUBWOMAN MEDITATES ON HAMLET, by OLIVE TAIT SUTHERLAND First Line: To be on time, or not to be; that is the question Last Line: Thus conscience does make cowards of us all. Subject(s): City Traffic; Clubs (associations); Lateness; New York City; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple | ||||||||
To be on time, or not to be; that is the question. Whether 'tis nobler on the feet to suffer The crowds and violence of outrageous Subways, Or to take arms against a sea of pushers And in a Bus avoid them? To sit, to doze; No jam; and, with a seat, to say we end The footache, and the thousand maddening jabs That Subway flesh is heir to, 'tis a mode of travel Devoutly to be wished. To sit, to crawl; To crawl, perchance be late; ay, there's the rub; For that by being late, we reap the scowls Of fellow members who arrived on time, Must give us pause. There's the sad thought That makes calamity of so slow going; For who of us would bear the quibs and scorn of crowds, The closing door, the guard's strong push, The pangs of despised shoves, the sudden lurch, The insolence of elbows, and the stares Of men upon whose outstretched feet we tread, When she herself might her way make To a calm Bus. Who of us would bear To grunt and sway under a swinging strap, But that the dread of something in those eyes, The undisguised hostility from whose glare No late-comer escapes, freezes the will, And makes us rather bear those Subway ills Than crawl in seated comfort to our Clubroom, late? Thus Conscience does make cowards of us all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...READY FOR THE CANNERY by BERTON BRALEY TRANTER IN AMERICA by AUGUST KLEINZAHLER MEETING YOU AT THE PIERS by KENNETH KOCH FEBRUARY EVENING IN NEW YORK by DENISE LEVERTOV ON 52ND STREET by PHILIP LEVINE THREE POEMS FOR NEW YORK by JOSEPHINE MILES NEW YORK SUBWAY by HILDA MORLEY |
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