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She Walks in Beauty_ A Woman's Journey Through Poems - Caroline Kennedy [1]

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W. B. YEATS

Notes from the Delivery Room LINDA PASTAN

Socks SHARON OLDS

High School Senior SHARON OLDS

Nobody Knows But Mother MARY MORRISON

From “Clearances,” In Memoriam M.K.H. (1911–1984) SEAMUS HEANEY

if there are any heavens my mother will(all by herself)have E. E. CUMMINGS

Somebody’s Mother MARY DOW BRINE

The Book of Ruth 1:16–17

The Dream That I Told My Mother-in-Law ELIZABETH ALEXANDER

Mother’s Closet MAXINE SCATES

Ode ELIZABETH ALEXANDER

Vietnam WISLAWA SZYMBORSKA

A Child MARY LAMB

blessing the boats LUCILLE CLIFTON

SILENCE AND SOLITUDE

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I’m happiest when most away EMILY BRONTË

Keeping Things Whole MARK STRAND

We All Know It MARIANNE MOORE

As Much As You Can CONSTANTINE P. CAVAFY

Sense of Something Coming RAINER MARIA RILKE

Death, Etc. MAXINE KUMIN

From When One Has Lived a Long Time Alone GALWAY KINNELL

Zazen on Ching-t’ing Mountain LI PO

The Poems of Our Climate WALLACE STEVENS

GROWING UP AND GROWING OLD

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You Begin MARGARET ATWOOD

Grown-up EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY

Puberty—With Capital Letters ELLEN HAGAN

Bra Shopping PARNESHIA JONES

The Summer Day MARY OLIVER

Living DENISE LEVERTOV

I stepped from plank to plank EMILY DICKINSON

to my last period LUCILLE CLIFTON

lumpectomy eve LUCILLE CLIFTON

Older, Younger, Both JOYCE SUTPHEN

Survivor ROGER McGOUGH

You Can’t Have It All BARBARA RAS

Sign MARGE PIERCY

The Greatest Love ANNA SWIR

Time MARY URSULA BETHELL

Going Blind RAINER MARIA RILKE

Old Woman ELIZABETH JENNINGS

Let It Be Forgotten SARA TEASDALE

Courage ANNE SEXTON

DEATH AND GRIEF

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The Bustle in a House EMILY DICKINSON

Never More Will the Wind H. D.

Grief ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING

The Widow’s Lament in Springtime WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS

Companion JO McDOUGALL

Remember CHRISTINA ROSSETTI

From To W. P. GEORGE SANTAYANA

To Death OLIVER ST. JOHN GOGARTY

That it is a road ARIWARA NO NARIHARA

From In Memoriam A. H. H. ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON

Reconciliation WALT WHITMAN

FRIENDSHIP

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A Poem of Friendship NIKKI GIOVANNI

Letter to N.Y. ELIZABETH BISHOP

On Gifts for Grace BERNADETTE MAYER

Love ROY CROFT

To Hayley WILLIAM BLAKE

A Poison Tree WILLIAM BLAKE

August LOUISE GLÜCK

Summer at the Beach LOUISE GLÜCK

Girlfriends ELLEN DORÉ WATSON

My Friend’s Divorce NAOMI SHIHAB NYE

Chocolate RITA DOVE

Magnificat MICHÈLE ROBERTS

Secret Lives BARBARA RAS

To Flush, My Dog ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING

HOW TO LIVE

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May 2 DAVID LEHMAN

From a Letter to His Daughter RALPH WALDO EMERSON

To be of use MARGE PIERCY

Leap Before You Look W. H. AUDEN

Try to Praise the Mutilated World ADAM ZAGAJEWSKI

Leisure W. H. DAVIES

The Waking THEODORE ROETHKE

September, 1918 AMY LOWELL

6 A.M. Thoughts DICK DAVIS

A Minor Bird ROBERT FROST

May today there be peace within ST. TERESA OF AVILA

The Bacchae Chorus EURIPIDES

The Dawn W. B. YEATS

Don’t Quit UNKNOWN

All Things Pass LAO-TZU

Simple Gifts ANONYMOUS (SHAKER HYMN)

24th September 1945 NAZIM HIKMET

The Journey MARY OLIVER

Ithaka CONSTANTINE P. CAVAFY

The Colder the Air ELIZABETH BISHOP

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

CREDITS

About the Author

Also by Caroline Kennedy

Copyright

She walks in beauty

GEORGE GORDON, LORD BYRON


She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that’s best of dark and bright

Meet in her aspect and her eyes:

Thus mellow’d to that tender light

Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impair’d the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,

Or softly lightens o’er her face;

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,

So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent!

INTRODUCTION

THIS BOOK BEGAN around the time I turned fifty. Like my friends who had been there before me, I dreaded it for months, and was relieved when it was over and life seemed much

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