Welcome to the 351st Virtual Poetry Circle!
Remember, this is just for fun and is not meant to be stressful.
Keep in mind what Molly Peacock’s book suggested.
Look at a line, a stanza, sentences, and images; describe what you like or don’t like; and offer an opinion. If you missed my review of her book, check it out here.
Today’s poem is from Walter Savage Landor:
Mother, I Cannot Mind my Wheel Mother, I cannot mind my wheel; My fingers ache, my lips are dry: Oh! if you felt the pain I feel! But Oh, who ever felt as I! No longer could I doubt him true; All other men may use deceit: He always said my eyes were blue, And often swore my lips were sweet.
What do you think?
From a new-to-me poet! Too bad I can’t read the whole poem on my phone.
Interesting, but leaves too many questions unanswered for me (which I suppose it’s supposed to do..)
I am not sure what I think of this short, romantic poem! I will need to look up this poet.