Written first for Tina G in the WORDS Community for the Word of the Day: VIRAGO
Jeanne d’Arc (Sonnet 362)
By David Palmer
A simple girl from Domrémy alone
Was destined not to be forgotten
Heaven’s higher calling chang’d her lot in
Life once she conversed with saints, fell prone.
What can one girl accomplish when she’s thrown
Into the midst of conflict, hist’ry’s sweep,
Beyond one solitary life’s short keep?
Michael, Margaret, Catherine intone
Rise up Maid, heaven trusts you, save the Realm
And bring to France victory at Orleans
Prince Charles felt her strength, gave her the helm
Though just a wisp, with God, her wisdom keen
Betray’d at Compiègne and burn’d o’er elm
She’s virago, mighty Saint, at nineteen.
© 2017 David W. Palmer
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