Impatiently she drew her breath, So new was life, so wild: But patiently she waited death And when he touched her, smiled. She who had never wished to die, Who had such fear of pain, Was tranquil as an evening sky That flowers from spent rain. For us her loss was different From all we could suppose: The calm of Spartan stars she lent Who only seemed a rose. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER THICKET by SHARON OLDS TRANSLUCENT FINGERS by MALCOLM COWLEY DAWN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON PEACE (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPRINGTIDE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 35 by JAMES JOYCE |