Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WORLD-MILLER, by FRANCES BARBER


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WORLD-MILLER, by                    
First Line: Lay me flat on a drawing-sledge
Last Line: More cruel his wheel's divesting!


Lay me flat on a drawing-sledge,
Wearied enough for such dragging!
I need not be fastened by rod or wedge
More than bale-filled bagging.

More than a meal-sack you throw across
Your wagon after the milling;
Just as clumsy a weight to toss
And the bundle compact from spilling,

Save that the grain leaves a trail of dust
Which yellows your sleeve and your fingers;
But, however you handle, wherever you thrust,
No spark of my being lingers.

Both from the miller's and freed from grist --
A bag and a body resting --
But the world was a stricter exorcist,
More cruel his wheel's divesting!





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