Heather McHugh

(20 August 1948 / San Diego, California)

Etymological Dirge - Poem by Heather McHugh

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear.

Calm comes from burning.
Tall comes from fast.
Comely doesn't come from come.
Person comes from mask.

The kin of charity is whore,
the root of charity is dear.
Incentive has its source in song
and winning in the sufferer.

Afford yourself what you can carry out.
A coward and a coda share a word.
We get our ugliness from fear.
We get our danger from the lord.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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