Poems by Woodrow Constance
Defeat
... s of circumstance,My heart, rebellious at this last defeat, Screaming defiance at the gods of chance ...
Out of the Dust
... len tree,The moth that faltered in its moon-ward flight, The shell that crumbled by the plangent sea ...
Song of a Sewing Machine
... ed along --I am stitching the dreams most sacred of allInto dear little gowns and a wee silken shawl ...
To a Vagabond
... et are captive held Within a garden-spaceSince I renounced the whole wide world For one belovè ...
