Siam Woman Poem by Jerome Brooke

Siam Woman



My brown body I will cast
At your feet.
I have sold my virgin body
To you, Master.

A handful of copper coins,
Man of the West;
My red blood covers my rags,
Cruel Master.

I cannot sleep, I do not eat,
Will I see you
Before I die? Will my son,
Know his father?

Your hard wife, a high lady;
She can spare me
A crust of bread, a place near
Her hearth.

I am your concubine, only,
My mouth warm,
My lips soft; you may watch
Me bathe, Master mine.

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Jerome Brooke

Jerome Brooke

Evansville, Indiana
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