III

by Elizabeth Barrett Browning · (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of A Year's Spinning

My mother cursed me that I heard

A young man's wooing as I spun.

Thanks, cruel mother, for that word,

For I have, since, a harder known!

And now my spinning is all done.

#coming of age #domestic labor #elizabeth barrett browning #motherhood #sexual awakening

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