A Found Poem by Poetara
From The Devil Baby at Hull-House by Jane Addams (1916)
It was the old women who seemed to have stirred their minds and memories.
Seemed to lose all bitterness and resentment.
Those women had come to expect nothing more from life.
Ceased grasping and striving.
Were the Fates so casual with sudden illumination.
Awakened out of the burden of the invisible.
Pitiful old women, who had reconciled themselves to much misery.
But the Memory of Beauty and Significance remained.
Something in the soul,
has the power to make life acceptable,
and at rare moments even beautiful.
A singular power of healing the distracted spirit.