A Good Woman Feeling Bad
A Good Woman Feeling Bad - meaning Summary
Quiet Account of Personal Sorrow
The speaker inventories different kinds of sorrow, insisting that the blues can take many shapes — stalking like predators, hanging like a rope, or turning hopeful currents back on themselves. These images map emotional weight without resolving it; the poem registers accumulated grief, bitterness, and unvoiced love as lived experience. The closing lines insist the list is partial, a modest confession of recurring, unnamed melancholy.
Read Complete AnalysesThe blues may be the life you've led Or midnight hours in An empty bed. But persecuting Blues I've known Could stalk Like tigers, break like bone, Pend like rope in A gallows tree, Make me curse My pedigree, Bitterness thick on A rankling tongue, A psalm to love that's Left unsung, Rivers heading north But ending South, Funeral music In a going-home mouth. All riddles are blues, And all blues are sad, And I'm only mentioning Some blues I've had.
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