Memory Poem by Zora Bernice May Cross


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Late, late last night, when the whole world slept,
Along to the garden of dreams I crept.
And I pulled the bell of an old, old house
Where the moon dipped down like a little white mouse.
I tapped the door and I tossed my head:
"Are you in, little girl? Are you in?" I said.
And while I waited and shook with cold
Through the door tripped me---just eight years old.
I looked so sweet with my pigtails down,
Tied up with a ribbon of dusky brown,
With a dimpled chin full of childish charme,
And my old black dolly asleep in my arms.
I sat me down when I saw myself,
And I told little tales of a moonland elf.
I laughed and sang as I used to do
When the world was ruled by Little Boy Blue.
Then I danced with a toss and a twirl
And said: "Now have you been a good, good girl?
Have you had much spanking since you were Me?
And does it feel fine to be twenty-three?"
I kissed me then, and I said farewell,
For I've earned more spanks than I dared to tell,
And Eight must never see Twenty-three
As she peeps through the door of Memory.

Ann Petrie 28 October 2020

I'm 82! My memory is.....patchy! Recently, I tried to remember a poem called Memory. I could remember the last two lines, to my disappontment, because I could remember that I knew it when I was ten. Luckily I was able to find it here! Of course I remembered it well! I have to admit I didn't remember the poet's names. I did know it was a female poet. My memory has had a lovely prodding!

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Eileen Divall 06 September 2022

Ann Petrie, I am 83 and have often recalled lines from the first verse of this poem and remember it being read from a dark green hard covered book possibly the only literary book in our household I am delighted to rediscover it here

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Eileen Divall 06 September 2022

Ann Petrie, I am 83 and had remembered a snippet of the first verse of this poem and remembered it was contained in a dark green hard covered book

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Liz Sanderson 07 October 2020

This is a lovely childhood reminder for me - I was looking for work by Ruth Bedford, specifically “The Witch’s Call” and following different leads I came upon this piece - it was another poem my mother used to recite. I remember at home we had a small anthology of verse that was her favourite and mine too when I discovered it at about aged ten - not sure I fully understood it all but I always loved it - I haven’t thought about it for over fifty years.

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mrs.elizabeth williams 28 November 2019

I was in fifth class at Bankstown Primary School with a teacher named Miss Dyer. You must learn Australian poetry, its your best way to learn from someone who wrote this for you to learn. Miss Dyer really infected our class with this poetr y, it seems like yesterday we were introduced to it. Thank you for reminding me of my love of poetry, learned so long ago. Elizabeth W. I'm in my eighties now

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Lyn sinclair 05 December 2017

My mother told me this poem. She knew it as a child. I love it, as do my children.

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