Genevieve Taggard Poems
- Indian Summer In that day Everyone will sing, Everyone ...
- Interior A middle class fortress in which to hide! Draw ...
- With Child Now I am slow and placid, fond of sun, Like a ...
- Sea-Change You are no more, but sunken in a sea Sheer into ...
- Ode In Time Of Crisis Now in the fright of change when bombed...
- The Quiet Woman I will defy you down until my death With ...
- Very Young Love Wishes are birds. You have been circled round...
Genevieve Taggard was born in Waitsburg, Washington to James Taggard and Alta Arnold, both of whom were school teachers. Her parents were both active members of the Disciples of Christ, and at age two her parents moved to Honolulu, Hawaii, where they became missionaries and founded a school in which they also taught.
Genevieve Taggard began writing poetry at the early age of 13. Her ... more »
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In that day
Everyone will sing,
Everyone will play in that day;
There will be carolling.
You will make poems for your neighbor's child;
Woods will grow wild.
In that day
Men will not pray,
Men's hearts will never know
Struggle and woe.
Lovers will be
Simple and free;
On warm fall nights, men's sweethearts will conceive.
No one will grieve,
No one grow gray;
Feet will not go
Wandering, in that day,
Save on one quest
Older than they:
Across one threshold–an unbidden guest.