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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CRUDE LAMENT, by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS Poet's Biography
First Line: Mother of flames
Last Line: Would god they had taken me with them!
Subject(s): Mothers; Fire
First Line: Mother of flames
Last Line: Would god they had taken me with them!
Subject(s): Mothers; Fire
Mother of flames,
The men that went ahunting
Are asleep in the snow drifts.
You have kept the fire burning!
Crooked fingers that pull
Fuel from among the wet leaves,
Mother of flames
You have kept the fire burning!
The young wives have fallen asleep
With wet hair, weeping,
Mother of flames!
The young men raised the heavy spears
And are gone prowling in the darkness.
O mother of flames,
You who have kept the fire burning!
Lo, I am helpless!
Would God they had taken me with them!
Other Poems of Interest...
KINDS OF KINDLING by JOHN HOLLANDER
WRITTEN TO A YOUNG LADY by MAURICE BARING
OUR DRIFTWOOD FIRE by KATHARINE LEE BATES
THE NIGHT FIRE by CLAUDE MCKAY
WATER, WINTER, FIRE by MARVIN BELL
THE LITTLE FIRE IN THE WOODS by HAYDEN CARRUTH
SAMSON PREDICTS FROM GAZA THE PHILADELPHIA FIRE by LUCILLE CLIFTON
ALADDIN LAMP by MADELINE DEFREES