Plowman
My father plowed. So we were fed. But meager soil Earns meager bread. He plowed with zest, He plowed with wonder, But soon we saw His youth plowed under. With hope drought-stricken, With heart unbowing, He bent his back And kept on plowing. With stubborn love And a gaunt with pride My father plowed Till […]
Glimpsed
I had not thought of being glad again. I can endure the opening of each day, Do small tasks in an ordinary way, And bear the nights, each night as long as ten. And I can read the words that people pen In sympathy, see visitors, and say The right words, even asking them to […]
Change
I never feared before To see the bright leaves fall And the relentless rain Erasing all Their brightness. Now I tremble For when my heart was brave I had not seen them falling On your grave. –written in 1949