A lily in a burdock nosegay, she holds the center pole surrounded by other herded children - two mongoloid boys swing to the train's rhythm, playing catch with words they mouth through the subway's steel scream; two girls, eyes dusty as tenement windows, hold hands as though grasping inanimate objects. She, one perfect note in this off-key chorus, face radiant as a Renaissance angel with what we believe makes humans most divine, grunts and squeals and growls. The young woman with movie-star hair, who chaperons this congregation of Down's and other damage, reprimands her back to silence. Her face retaining ecstasy swarms fireflies in a jar sealed by aphasia. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SAPPHIC SUICIDE NOTE by JAMES GALVIN BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE CASTAWAY by WILLIAM COWPER WOMAN'S CONSTANCY by JOHN DONNE THE SUBALTERNS by THOMAS HARDY ON MILTON'S PARADISE LOST by ANDREW MARVELL TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 2: 3. ARBOR VITAE by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE |