A Lady Who Thinks She Is Thirty

Unwillingly Miranda wakes,
Feels the sun with terror,
One unwilling step she takes,
Shuddering to the mirror. Miranda in Miranda’s sight
Is old and gray and dirty;
Twenty-nine she was last night;
This morning she is thirty.
Shining like the morning star,
Like the twilight shining,
Haunted by a calendar,
Miranda is a-pining.
Silly girl, silver girl,
Draw the mirror toward you;
Time who makes the years to whirl
Adorned as he adored you.
Time is timelessness for you;
Calendars for the human;
What’s a year, or thirty, to
Loveliness made woman?
Oh, Night will not see thirty again,
Yet soft her wing, Miranda;
Pick up your glass and tell me, then–
How old is Spring, Miranda?

Analysis, meaning and summary of Ogden Nash's poem A Lady Who Thinks She Is Thirty

4 Comments

  1. mackenzie says:

    what is the tone of this poem? i need to know how to read it because i am having trouble interpreting it.

  2. Hannah says:

    Don’t fret dear Ogden Nash. I assure you that not all high school students are ignorant. Your poetry is in my curriculum and I quite enjoy it.

  3. jessica says:

    ur poems kinda bored me …but i have to do research so yeah i have to read them..that suxs!!!!: )
    WICKED>>>>AWESOME>>>>>NOT

  4. Brittany says:

    Your poems are all really great, keep up the good work!

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