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.