Poetry Explorer


Classic and Contemporary Poetry


LOT'S WIFE by ELIZABETH MORROW

First Line: IF YOU WOULD SING OF HEROES, SING OF HER
Last Line: THE SKY SALUTED AND PROMETHEUS BOWED!
Subject(s): LOT (BIBLE);

If you would sing of heroes, sing of her
For she was young and dauntless, unafraid
In sodom's chaos; nothing could deter
That backward look where beating brimstone played;
Those loyal eyes cost her brief flesh and blood.
Tell us no tale of shame or wickedness
Only how faith and courage at the flood
Became a white and shining loveliness.
Became a white and shining loveliness.
So let the gleaming pillar on the plain
Rebuke safe cowards running from the past:
They make no salt beneath a fiery rain,
No savor of their little deeds will last.
But when Lot's wife put on her crystal shroud
The sky saluted and Prometheus bowed!



Home: PoetryExplorer.net