Jeanne Robert Foster

(1879 - 1970 / Johnsburg, New York)

Poems of Jeanne Robert Foster

1. The Bitter Herb 1/4/2003
2. The William P. Frye 4/21/2010

The Bitter Herb

O bitter herb, Forgetfulness,
I search for you in vain;
You are the only growing thing
Can take away my pain.

When I was young, this bitter herb
Grew wild on every hill;
I should have plucked a store of it,
And kept it by me still.

[Hata Bildir]