Get Your Premium Membership

Elegy For Jane Kenyon

 Jane is big
with death, Don
sad and kind - Jane
though she's dying
is full of mind

We talk about the table
the little walnut one
how it's like
Emily Dickinson's

But Don says No
Dickinson's
was made of iron.
No said Jane Of flesh.

Poem by Jean Valentine
Biography | Poems | Best Poems | Short Poems | Quotes | Email Poem - Elegy For Jane KenyonEmail Poem | Create an image from this poem

Poems are below...



More Poems by Jean Valentine

Comments, Analysis, and Meaning on Elegy For Jane Kenyon

Provide your analysis, explanation, meaning, interpretation, and comments on the poem Elegy For Jane Kenyon here.

Commenting turned off, sorry.