Lady with a Falcon

Lady with a Falcon - Lady with a Falcon By May Sarton...

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Unformatted text preview: Lady with a Falcon By May Sarton Gentleness and starvation tame. The falcon to this lady’s wrist. Natural flight hooded from blame. By what ironic fate or twist? For now the hunched bird’s contained flight Pounces upon her inward air, To plunder that mysterious night Of poems blooded as the hare. Heavy becomes the lady’s hand, And heavy bends the gentle head Over her hunched and brooding bird Until it is she who seems hooded. Lady, your falcon is a peril. Is starved, is mastered, but not kind. The bird who sits your hand so gentle, The captured hunter hunts your mind. Better to starve the senseless wind Than wrist a falcon’s stop and start: The bolt of flight you thought to bend Plummets into your inmost heart. 1. Paraphrase In the first stanza the falcon rests on her arm. In the second stanza the falcon is still sitting there while the lady is pondering about the falcons ironic and contained state. The third stanza the lady starts to fall asleep while in the fourth stanza the speaker warns the...
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This note was uploaded on 10/22/2011 for the course ENGLISH 1 taught by Professor S during the Spring '11 term at Texas Tech.

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