Any Woman To A Soldier
by Grace Ellery Channing (1862-1937) |
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The day you march away--let the sun shine,
Let
everything be blue and gold and fair,
Triumph of trumpets
calling through bright air,
Flags slanting, flowers
flaunting--not a sign
That the unbearable is now to bear,
The day you march away.
The day you march away--this
I have sworn,
No matter what comes after, that shall be
Hid secretly between my soul and me
As women hide the
unborn--
You shall see brows like banners, lips that
frame
Smiles, for the pride those lips have in your name.
You shall see soldiers in my eyes that day--
That day, O
soldier, when you march away.
The day you march
away--cannot I guess?
There will be ranks and ranks, all
leading on
To one white face, and then--the white face
gone,
And nothing left but a gray emptiness--
Blurred
moving masses, faceless, featureless--
The day you march
away. |
By Grace Ellery Channing (1862-1937)
Listed October 16, 2012 |
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