I learntġ2the Stations of Bereavement, the icon of my faceġ3in each bleak frame but all those monthsġ5to the shrunk size of a snapshot, going,ġ6going. Slept in a single cot,ĩinto black bags, shuffled in a dead man's shoes,ġ0noosed the double knot of a tie round my bare neck,ġ1gaunt nun in the mirror, touching herself. I had wept for a night and a dayĢover my loss, ripped the cloth I was married inģfrom my breasts, howled, shrieked, clawedĤat the burial stones till my hands bled, retchedĥhis name over and over again, dead, dead.ĦGone home.
LitCharts on Other Poems by Carol Ann DuffyġI had grieved.Learn more about Duffy in this biography from the Poetry Foundation. Lazarus" was published, by the writer Jeaneatte Winterson. A Guardian review written of Duffy's fifth collection of poetry, in which "Mrs. A video explaining the history of the dramatic monologue, a form Duffy uses in many of her poems (including this one!). Learn more about the story that inspired Duffy's poem. An interview with Duffy for the Lincoln Review in which she talks about how she started writing poems for this collection. The words are listed in the order in which they appear in the poem.ĭuffy Discusses the Genesis of The World's Wife Select any word below to get its definition in the context of the poem. Line 9: “black,” “bags,” “shuffled,” “dead,” “shoes”.Line 8: “dust,” “Stuffed,” “dark,” “suits”.Line 6: “Gone,” “Gutted,” “Slept,” “single”.Lines 38-40: “my bridegroom in his rotting shroud, / moist and dishevelled from the grave's slack chew, / croaking his cuckold name, disinherited, out of his time.”.Lines 32-35: “I knew by the sly light / on the blacksmith's face, the shrill eyes / of the barmaid, the sudden hands bearing me / into the hot tang of the crowd parting before me.”.Line 31: “behind them the women and children, barking dogs,”.
Lines 13-16: “but all those months / he was going away from me, dwindling / to the shrunk size of a snapshot, going, / going.”.Lines 8-11: “Stuffed dark suits / into black bags, shuffled in a dead man's shoes, / noosed the double knot of a tie round my bare neck, / gaunt nun in the mirror, touching herself.”.Lines 6-8: “Slept in a single cot, / widow, one empty glove, white femur / in the dust, half.”.Lines 1-5: “I had wept for a night and a day / over my loss, ripped the cloth I was married in / from my breasts, howled, shrieked, clawed / at the burial stones till my hands bled, retched / his name over and over again, dead, dead.”.
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