The Sigh

Sometimes a Sigh wells upward from the deep,
And glides into my presence like a ghost:
Unwelcome guest, what grain is here to reap,
Is not thy place for ever with the lost?
A slave, and conquered by a stronger will,
Have we again to wrestle with the past?
Say whence, and wherefore here, for good or ill?
'I come from pleasant lands, where dreams are cast,
And where regrets bear fruit, where memory
Gives life as sunshine, warm with ripening power;
And from this land, a slave, have brought to thee
Rich fruit to serve the melancholy hour:'—
And then he vanished, Love, and thou camest nigh,
A joyous presence that can never die.

by John William Inchbold

Comments (4)

deep.... really deep....
.......this brave lady was like the colourful leaves of autumn.....destined to fall to the ground....and ultimately we are all just a leaf waiting to fall from the tree of life.....truly a great poem.....and so sad they would leave her...
We have recently studied this poem for English at my school. I am doing an essay on it and the way it contrasts with 'Everybody's Mother' by Liz Lochhead in my external exam for NCEA Level 2 tomorrow. I really like this poem and have rated it 8/10. It shows the strength ('valient, unshaken') that the Chipewa woman possesed. It's so empowering to see how she doesn't protest her fate, she merely accepts her situation and understands it is the way things are. I admire her for the strength she shows.
what is the literal meaning of this amazing poem?