Here in the teeth of this triumphant wind
That shakes the naked shadows on the ground,
Making a key-board of the earth to strike
From clattering tree and hedge a separate sound,
Bear witness for me that I loved my life,
All things that hurt me and all things that healed,
And that I swore it this day in March,
Here at the edge of this new-broken field.
You only knew me, tell them I was glad
For every hour since my hour of birth,
And that I ceased to fear, as once I feared,
The last complete reunion with the earth.
Awesome write. Enjoyed the meaningful and thought provoking verse penned by the great poetess. Thanks for sharing the poem on PH.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great use of vocabulary and writing skill.