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What Do Female Poets Say About Angels?


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Question: What Do Female Poets Say About Angels?

Few subjects are more inspirational to write about than angels. Poets have long written about angels, expressing profound truths about angelic beings in creative and compelling ways. Here's a look at how women have described angels in famous inspirational poems:


"Angels, in the early morning/May be seen the Dews among/Stooping -- plucking -- smiling -- flying --/Do the Buds to them belong?" - Emily Dickinson, from the poem "Angels, in the Early Morning"

"God permits industrious Angels/Afternoons -- to play/I met one -- forgot my Schoolmates/All for Him/straightway..." - Emily Dickinson, from the poem "God Permits Industrious Angels"

"We are weaned from our timidity/In the flush of love's light/we dare be brave/And suddenly we see/that love costs all we are/and will ever be./Yet it is only love/which sets us free." - Maya Angelou, from the poem "Touched by an Angel"

"You call me an angel of love and of light/A being of goodness and heavenly fire/Sent out from God’s kingdom to guide you aright/In paths where your spirits may mount and aspire./You say that I glow like a star on its course/Like a ray from the alter, a spark from the source." - Ella Wheeler Wilcox, from the poem "Angel or Demon"

"Last night I had a dream/and I said to it.../'You are the answer./You will outlive my husband and my father.'/In that dream there was a city made of chains/where Joan was put to death in man's clothes/and the nature of the angels went unexplained/no two made in the same species/one with a nose, one with an ear in its hand/one chewing a star and recording its orbit/each one like a poem obeying itself/performing God's functions/a people apart." - Anne Sexton, from the poem "Consorting with Angels"

"Had the angel's feet/made any sound? He could not recall./No one had missed him, no one was in pursuit./He himself must be/the key, now, to the next door/the next terrors of freedom and joy." - Denise Levertov, from the poem "St. Peter and the Angel"

"If I lean down, to whisper, to them,/down into their gravitational field, there where they head busily on/into the woods, laying the gifts out one by one, onto the path/hoping to be on the air,/hoping to please the children..." - Jorie Graham, from the poem "The Guardian Angel of the Private Life"

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