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Famous Virgin Mary Poems by Famous Poets

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...to respect the morn
That Christ their Saviour was born. 

The snow was on the ground when Christ was born,
And the Virgin Mary His mother felt very forlorn
As she lay in a horse's stall at a roadside inn,
Till Christ our Saviour was born to free us from sin.

Oh! think of the Virgin Mary as she lay
In a lowly stable on a bed of hay,
And angels watching O'er her till Christ was born,
Therefore all the people should respect Christmas morn.

The way to respect Chris...Read more of this...
by McGonagall, William Topaz



...k and killed the Red   
And armed the Rich to loot the Dead;   
Worshipped the whores of Hollywood   
Where once the Virgin Mary stood 
And lynched the Christ. 

Awake, awake, O sleeping world   
Honor the sun; 

Worship the stars, those vaster suns   
Who rule the night 
Where black is bright 
And all unselfish work is right   
And Greed is Sin. 

And Africa leads on:   
Pan Africa!...Read more of this...
by Du Bois, W. E. B.
...nse
to those three shrill whistles.
Gioconda threw open her window.
This poor farmer's daughter
 done up as the Virgin Mary
chucked her gilded frame
and, grabbing hold of the rope, pulled herself up...

SI-YA-U, my friend,
 you were truly lucky to fall
to a lion-hearted woman like her...


FROM GIOCONDA'S DIARY


This thing called an airplane
 is a winged iron horse.
Below us is Paris
 with its Eiffel Tower--
 a sharp-nosed, pock-marked, mo...Read more of this...
by Hikmet, Nazim
...en the Black-Robe chief, the Prophet,
Told his message to the people,
Told the purport of his mission,
Told them of the Virgin Mary,
And her blessed Son, the Saviour,
How in distant lands and ages
He had lived on earth as we do;
How he fasted, prayed, and labored;
How the Jews, the tribe accursed,
Mocked him, scourged him, crucified him;
How he rose from where they laid him,
Walked again with his disciples,
And ascended into heaven.
And the chiefs made answer, saying:
"We...Read more of this...
by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth
...Dear Virgin Mary, far away,
Look down from Heaven while I pray.
Open your golden casement high,
And lean way out beyond the sky.
I am so little, it may be
A task for you to harken me.
O Lady Mary, I have bought
A candle, as the good priest taught.
I only had one penny, so
Old Goody Jenkins let it go.
It is a little bent, you see.
But Oh, b...Read more of this...
by Lowell, Amy



...The sea took a sailor to its depths.--
His mother, unsuspecting, goes and lights

a tall candle before the Virgin Mary
for his speedy return and for fine weather --

and always she turns her ear to the wind.
But while she prays and implores,

the icon listens, solemn and sad,
knowing that the son she expects will no longer return....Read more of this...
by Cavafy, Constantine P
...eyeballs. 
She wanting to take a bath in jello. 
You and me sipping vodka and soda, 
ice cubes melting like the Virgin Mary. 
You cutting the lawn, fixing the machines, 
all htis leprous day and then more vodka, 
more soda and the pond forgiving our bodies, 
the pond sucking out the throb. 
Our bodies were trash. 
We leave them on the shore. 
I and thou and she 
swin like minnows, 
losing all our queens and kinds, 
losing our hells and our tongues, 
co...Read more of this...
by Sexton, Anne
...nd?
Shall I chant a spell to drive the demon away?
(Run sister run—the Bugga man comes!)

In the beginning you were the Virgin Mary,
And you are the Virgin Mary now.
But somewhere between Nazareth and Bethlehem
You lost your name in the nameless void.
"O Mary don't you weep don't you moan"
O Mary shake your butt to the violent juke,
Absord the demon puke and watch the whites eyes pop,
(Run sister run—the Bugga man comes!)

And what do I do. I boil my tears in a tw...Read more of this...
by Knight, Etheridge

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