A Rhyme Of Death's Inn Poem by Lizette Woodworth Reese
A Rhyme Of Death's Inn
A rhyme of good Death's inn!
My love came to that door;
And she had need of many things,
The way had been so sore.
My love she lifted up her head,
"And is there room?" said she;
"There was no room in Bethlehem's inn
For Christ who died for me."
But said the keeper of the inn,
"His name is on the door."
My love then straightway entered there:
She hath come back no more.
Another poem about death, Poem Hunter's apparent theme for the day. Very well done. I enjoyed this one very much, although I'm not sure how MODERN it is, since the poet died in 1935.
Very wonderful little poem of loss... Seems to be the flavor of the day - what with Emily Dickinson's poem 'My Life Closed Twice' also chosen for today's daily read...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 7:15:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Cleaver poem. Good write