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Friday, August 20, 2010

Poetry Friday--"Shell"

A multi-talented lady (poet, novelist, essayist), May Sarton was born in Belgium, but moved to Massachusetts when she was three. She lived for a time in New Hampshire, as well as in Maine. I guess we could safely classify her as a New Englander!

Today, I'd like to share "Shell" from a book published in 1984, Letters from Maine: New Poems [811.54 SAR].



Shell

Outside,
The sea's susurration,
Inside,
A terrible silence
As though everything has died,
One of those shells
Abandoned by the creature
Who lived there once
And opened to the tide.

Lift it to an ear
And you will hear
A long reverberation
In its tiny cave,
The rumor of a wave
Long ago broken
And drawn back
Into the ocean--
And so, with love.
That's a killer last line, don't you think? So unexpected!

We have several of May Sarton's books including The House by the Sea: A Journal [B SAR], which tells of her move from New Hampshire to the coast of Maine.

Laura at Teach Poetry K-12 is hosting Poetry Friday Round-Up this week.

Photo by P_Breen

3 comments:

  1. You are so right about that last line! Thanks for sharing this today.

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  2. Diane, what a lovely poem!

    Laura Evans

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  3. New word for me: susurration. I love that it sounds like what it does!

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