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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TRIBUTE TO ONE WHO FORBIDS IT, by HELEN FERGUSON CAUKIN First Line: With wrenched and twisted soul, I came to you Last Line: All those who, torn by grief, make others whole. Subject(s): Compassion | |||
With wrenched and twisted soul, I came to you. -- A storm-wracked bird goes floundering through the rain And flutters wings against a lighted pane, Entreating, struggling wildly, to break through From bitter cold. -- So I, from chaos, drew To beat my anguished cries against your brain! You let me in; or surely I had lain Defeated, with no strength to strive anew. Forgive me, if I venture soft acclaim. Somehow, I knew the agony you bore: That, while you warmed me with a steady flame, Your own great heart was passing bleak and sore. I think that God must write into His Scroll All those who, torn by grief, make others whole. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FLOWERS OF THE FOOTHILLS & MOUNTAIN VALLEYS by ALICE NOTLEY ONE BIRD, IF THERE IS ONLY ONE, DIES IN THE NIGHT by MARGE PIERCY HEARING by MEI-MEI BERSSENBRUGGE VERSES DESIGNED FOR AN INFIRMARY by JOHN BYROM THE ONE THING by PEARL LENORE POLLARD CURRAN CONCERT FOR EARTH by HELEN FERGUSON CAUKIN |
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