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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO EACH HIS SORROW, by ANNA SPENCER TWITCHELL First Line: Three ghosts stood looking from a hill Last Line: "not if one lives,"" I said." Subject(s): Ghosts; Grief; Supernatural; Sorrow; Sadness | |||
Three ghosts stood looking from a hill Just as the day was done: One was a woman cast aside, One was a dreamer men denied— I was the other one. Long they stood wrapped in their own thoughts And not one of them stirred, Looking upon the earth they knew As often wistful spirits do, Before they said a word. At last the woman moved and spoke In dreary monotone: "Mine is the old, old tale to tell Of love betrayed the world knows well— The man cast the first stone." The dreamer with his thoughtful gaze Upon the landscape dim, Held up two thin, scarred hands on high And said, "Down there they crucify Those who would follow Him." Expectantly to me they turned Waiting—I bowed my head: "I was a singer there below, But out of all my songs I know Not if one lives," I said. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS IN TIME OF PLENTY by ANNA SPENCER TWITCHELL |
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