Playing in the fire and twilight together, My little son and I, Suddenly -- woefully -- I stoop to catch him. "Try, mother, try!" Old Nurse Silence lifts a silent finger: "Hush! cease your play!" What happened? What in that tiny moment Flew away? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SECRET by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: WASHINGTON MCNEELY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS MEMORY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON POSSUM SONG (A WARNING) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DEAF HOUSE AGENT by KATHERINE MANSFIELD |