James Stephens

(9 February 1882 - 26 December 1950 / Dublin)

Hate - Poem by James Stephens

My enemy came nigh,
And I
Stared fiercely in his face.
My lips went writhing back in a grimace,
And stern I watched him with a narrow eye.
Then, as I turned away, my enemy,
That bitter heart and savage, said to me:
"Some day, when this is past,
When all the arrows that we have are cast,
We may ask one another why we hate,
And fail to find a story to relate.
It may seem then to us a mystery
That we should hate each other."

Thus said he,
And did not turn away,
Waiting to hear what I might have to say,
But I fled quickly, fearing had I stayed
I might have kissed him as I would a maid.


Comments about Hate by James Stephens

  • (6/5/2019 9:39:00 AM)

    i like this voice and a very funny poem.
    i like it
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  • (1/10/2018 11:10:00 AM)

    lol this is a funny poem. (Report)Reply

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  • (7/29/2014 6:07:00 AM)

    Don't like this much. People know why they hate their enemies. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 10, 2012


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