The Heart of a Woman
by Georgia Douglas Johnson
The heart of a woman goes forth with the dawn,
As a lone bird, soft winging, so restlessly on,
Afar o’er life’s turrets and vales does it roam
In the wake of those echoes the heart calls home.
The heart of a woman falls back with the night,
And enters some alien cage in its plight,
And tries to forget it has dreamed of the stars
While it breaks, breaks, breaks on the sheltering bars.
Source: The Heart of a Woman and Other Poems (The Cornhill Company, 1918)
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It seems like rather a sad poem today, Jama, that “lone bird, soft winging, so restlessly on,” but it is beautiful. I love the bear, ‘Colette’. Her baby dress is wonderful to see. Have a lovely Sunday!
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Sad, and full of the soul’s yearning. Happy Sunday to you, Linda. Colette is nodding YES!
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Sad indeed, but Colette reminded me of the “Claudine” books, which I loved as a teen. I thought they were exotic and daring. I’ll have to go back and page through them someday. Happy Sunday!
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Oh, I’ve never heard of the Claudine books. I’m intrigued. Have a lovely Sunday, Cathy! 🙂
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Yes. Sad, but beautiful. Food-for-thought, too.
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Happy Sunday, Jules!
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Awww. My heart just broke into tiny little pieces. It’s uplifting yet sad too at the same time. 😦 Will share this in my FB page.
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The truth of it is definitely heartbreaking. Beautifully written; want to read more of her work.
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