351st Virtual Poetry Circle

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?



  1. Anna (Diary of an Eccentric) says

    From a new-to-me poet! Too bad I can’t read the whole poem on my phone.

  2. Interesting, but leaves too many questions unanswered for me (which I suppose it’s supposed to do..)

  3. Suko http://www.sukosnotebook says

    I am not sure what I think of this short, romantic poem! I will need to look up this poet.