Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WREATH, by DORA SIGERSON SHORTER Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: Here on my path by some hard fate struck down Last Line: Placed on my heart the grief of yester-year. Alternate Author Name(s): Sigerson, Dora; Shorter, Mrs. Clement Subject(s): Death; Easter; Graves; Holidays; Dead, The; The Resurrection; Tombs; Tombstones | ||||||||
HERE on my path by some hard fate struck down, When life at last held out full hands to me. When the great dreams of younger years awoke And dear, dead voices whispered "Liberty." Ah, cruel blow, from which I stricken rise And blindly stagger for that path again, To wonder if 'tis worth the striving now, Thus robbed upon life's highway and half slain. Here I awoke to fear again the dead, Whose tender faces held me as I slept. Ah, well I knew who leaned above me there, Into whose arms so pitifully I crept. And I awoke, for Spring did cry, "Arise, For birds within the green woods carol clear." Then Easter came with wreath of lilies pale, Placed on my heart the grief of yester-year. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL SUBJECTED EARTH by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE GRAVE OF MRS. HEMANS by CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER THOSE GRAVES IN ROME by LARRY LEVIS NOT TO BE DWELLED ON by HEATHER MCHUGH ONE LAST DRAW OF THE PIPE by PAUL MULDOON ETRUSCAN TOMB by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS ENDING WITH A LINE FROM LEAR by MARVIN BELL THE WIND ON THE HILLS by DORA SIGERSON SHORTER |
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