Milking Time by Adelaide Crapsey captures the serene, rhythmic beauty of rural life. Known for her pioneering use of the cinquain form, Crapsey paints a vivid scene of cows returning home at dusk. The poem captures the gentle, comforting sounds and motions of the milking process, evoking a deep sense of peace and routine. Crapsey’s precise, measured language mirrors the calm, methodical nature of the task, reflecting her sensitivity to the cycles of life and nature. This short but evocative piece highlights her ability to find profound meaning in ordinary, everyday moments.
Milking Time by Adelaide Crapsey
Heard ye the maidens
Went through the meadows,
Early, O, early,
While yet the dew was
Wet on the grass?
Heard ye the milk-maids
Singing and singing?
“Cushy cow bonny let down your milk,
And I will give you a gown of silk,
A gown of silk asnd a silver tee,
If you will let down your milk to me.”
Hear ye the maidens,
Over the meadows,
Where the dew gathers,
Where shadows lengthen,
Hear ye the milk-maids’
Aery, hushed voices
Singing, ah, singing?
“Cushy cow bonny let down your milk,
And I will give you a gown of silk,
A gown of silk asnd a silver tee,
If you will let down your milk to me.”
Morning and evening,
In the green meadows
Hear ye the milk-maids
And their sweet singing?
