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A woman fell near City Hall last night
Whose solemn face was known by none we knew.
No shove nor glass was seen from where she flew
For Death had not the face to earn her fright.
I wonder who she cried for when alone
Or where she lived and who could make her laugh
Or never did, and that was Life’s big gaff --
A sorrow upon Sadness’ darkest rhone.
Sad end to come I’d reach, if Love grew cool.
An enveloping blackness spinning down
Would pull me to Eternity’s white frown
My leap from height’s too great would be the tool.
Sometimes it only takes an evening’s call
To save a Love before their final fall.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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A difficult subject delicately handled
In a format providing its own unique challenges.
so nice to see a JUDO poem. It's a lovely sonnet as always--a beautiful combination of modern subject and language and yet an Elizabethan tone. Welcome back sweetheart! xo, Ange
I think this is a story well handled in a form I seldom dare to try. There are a few places where I was slightly confused by some phrases that might have warranted a comma... but I'm tenacious enough to read until I "hear" it.
Despite that possible need of tightening, I cannot understand Anon's comment. Consider letting this sit a while, then perhaps try a little polishing. I, for one, would love to read that version!