Ellen Bryant Voigt
Ellen Bryant Voigt Poems
- Lesson Whenever my mother, who taught small children forty ...
- Blue Ridge Up there on the mountain road, the ...
- The Last Class Put this in your notebooks: All verse is ...
- A Marriage Poem Morning: the caged baby sustains his fragile...
- At The Movie: Virginia, 1956 This is how it was: they had ...
- Practice To weep unbidden, to wake at night in order to ...
- Year's End The fingers lie in the lap, separate, lonely, as ...
Ellen Bryant Voigt (born 1943) is an American poet. She has published six collections of poetry and a collection of craft essays. Her poetry collection Shadow of Heaven (2002) was a finalist for the National Book Award and Kyrie (1995) was a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award. Her poetry has been published in several national publications. She served as the Poet Laureate of Vermont for four years and in 2003 was elected a Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets.
Voigt grew up in Virginia, graduated from Converse College, and received an M.F.A. from the University of Iowa. She has taught at M.I.T. and Goddard College where in 1976 she developed and directed the... more »
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Whenever my mother, who taught
small children forty years,
asked a question, she
already knew the answer.
"Would you like to" meant
you would. "Shall we" was
another, and "Don't you think."
As in "Don't you think
it's time you cut your hair."
So when, in the bare room,
in the strict bed, she said,
"You want to see?" her hands
were busy at her neckline,
untying the robe, not looking
down at it, stitches
bristling where the breast
had been, but straight at me.
I did what I always did:
not weep --she never wept--
and made my face a ...