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larryhammerFor Poetry Monday:
The Pedler, Charlotte Mew
Lend me, a little while, the key
That locks your heavy heart, and I’ll give you back—
Rarer than books and ribbons and beads bright to see,
This little Key of Dreams out of my pack.
The road, the road, beyond men’s bolted doors,
There shall I walk and you go free of me,
For yours lies North across the moors,
And mine South. To what sea?
How if we stopped and let our solemn selves go by,
While my gay ghost caught and kissed yours, as ghosts don’t do,
And by the wayside this forgotten you and I
Sat, and were twenty-two?
Give me the key that locks your tired eyes,
And I will lend you this one from my pack,
Brighter than coloured beads and painted books that make men wise:
Take it. No, give it back!
Mew (1869-1928) was a late-19th century fiction writer who also started writing poetry in the 1910s. This is from her first of two poetry collections, the 1916 The Farmer’s Bride. She had no recorded extended relationships, though the two (that we know of) people she fell in love with, Ella D’Arcy and May Sinclair, were both writers.
---L.
Subject quote from I Will Survive, Gloria Gaynor.
The Pedler, Charlotte Mew
Lend me, a little while, the key
That locks your heavy heart, and I’ll give you back—
Rarer than books and ribbons and beads bright to see,
This little Key of Dreams out of my pack.
The road, the road, beyond men’s bolted doors,
There shall I walk and you go free of me,
For yours lies North across the moors,
And mine South. To what sea?
How if we stopped and let our solemn selves go by,
While my gay ghost caught and kissed yours, as ghosts don’t do,
And by the wayside this forgotten you and I
Sat, and were twenty-two?
Give me the key that locks your tired eyes,
And I will lend you this one from my pack,
Brighter than coloured beads and painted books that make men wise:
Take it. No, give it back!
Mew (1869-1928) was a late-19th century fiction writer who also started writing poetry in the 1910s. This is from her first of two poetry collections, the 1916 The Farmer’s Bride. She had no recorded extended relationships, though the two (that we know of) people she fell in love with, Ella D’Arcy and May Sinclair, were both writers.
---L.
Subject quote from I Will Survive, Gloria Gaynor.
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Date: 2 January 2024 05:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2 January 2024 06:45 pm (UTC)Innit? It was striking enough till that final line, and then wham!