Alice M. Swaim

The poet Alice Mackenzie Swaim was born on today in 1911. When her children were little, Swaim experienced periods of invalidism. Writing poetry became a balm for her. She is best known for this verse:  

“Courage is not the towering oak that sees storms come and go; it is the fragile blossom that opens in the snow.”   

 

"For My Remembering"   

I need no rosemary nor rue

for my remembering,

No faded flower, no lock of hair,

Not even spring.  

 

When all the wind is your sweet voice

And all the rain, your tears,

There's no way of forgetting

Immortal, radiant years.      

 

Old garden chair

sagging with the weight

of a single leaf.   


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Alice Mackenzie Swaim
Alice Mackenzie Swaim