"The Great Depression had entered our souls like fog."
— Justice, Donald (1925-2004)
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Work Title
Date
May 30, 1994
Metaphor
"The Great Depression had entered our souls like fog."
Metaphor in Context
We gathered on porches; the moon rose; we were poor.
And time went by, drawn by slow horses.
Somewhere beyond our windows shone the world.
The Great Depression had entered our souls like fog.
And time went by, drawn by slow horses.
We did not ourselves know what the end was.
The Great Depression had entered our souls like fog.
We had our flaws, perhaps a few private virtues.
(ll. 25-32)
And time went by, drawn by slow horses.
Somewhere beyond our windows shone the world.
The Great Depression had entered our souls like fog.
And time went by, drawn by slow horses.
We did not ourselves know what the end was.
The Great Depression had entered our souls like fog.
We had our flaws, perhaps a few private virtues.
(ll. 25-32)
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Provenance
Reading
Citation
Justice, Donald. "Pantoum of the Depression Years." The New Yorker, May 30, 1994. p. 86. Reprinted as "Pantoum of the Great Depression" in New and Selected Poems. New York: Knopf, 1995.
Date of Entry
12/04/2010
