This ancient hag
Who sits upon the ground
Selling her scanty wares
Day in, day round,
Has known high wind-swept mountains,
And the sun has made
Her skin so brown.
First of all, Hughes calls her an ancient hag. ANCIENT. Generations before and after this woman have and will be in this market place selling their scanty wares. I just thought that was and interesting thing to say.
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omg i was supposed to recite this poem in 6th grade
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