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The Old Woman -- Joseph Campbell

Guest poem sent in by P. G. Murthy
(Poem #1713) The Old Woman
 As a white candle
 In a holy place,
 So is the beauty
 Of an aged face.

 As the spent radiance
 Of the winter sun,
 So is a woman
 With her travail done,

 Her brood gone from her,
 And her thoughts as still
 As the waters
 Under a ruined mill.
-- Joseph Campbell
I am entranced by the quiet simplicity of this short poem by Joseph
Campbell, an Irish Poet. The lines move with easy grace tracing the sad
universal tale of a woman and her sacrifice as she moves along life to "the
beauty of an aged face" before reaching the lonely furrowed, faded
existence.

P.G.Murthy

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We've run one Joseph Campbell poem before [Poem #338]. There's a short
biographical note attached there.

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