Daily Archives: July 20, 2017

poem – the troop ship

Grotesque and queerly huddled Contortionists to twist The sleepy soul to a sleep, We lie all sorts of ways And cannot sleep. The wet wind is so cold, And the lurching men so careless, That, should you drop to a … Continue reading

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poem – of any old man

Wreck not the ageing heart of quietness, With alien uproar and rude jolly cries, Which satyr like to a mild maidens pride, Ripens not wisdom, but a large recoil, Give them their withered peace, their trial grave, Their old youth’s … Continue reading

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poem – creation

As the pregnant womb of night Thrills with imprisoned light, Misty, nebulous-born, Growing deeper into her morn, So man, with no sudden stride, Bloomed into pride. In the womb of the All-spirit The universe lay ; the will Blind, an … Continue reading

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poem – at night

Crazed shadows, from no golden body That I can see, embrace me warm ; All is purple and closed Round by night’s arm. A brilliance wings from dark-lit voices, Wild lost voices of shadows white See the long houses lean … Continue reading

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poem – spring

I walk and wonder To hear the birds sing, Without you my lady How can there be Spring? I see the pink blossoms That slept for a year; But who could have woke them, While you were not near? Birds … Continue reading

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poem – the jew

Moses, from whose loins I sprung, Lit by a lamp in his blood Ten immutable rules, a moon For mutable lampless men. The blonde, the bronze, the ruddy, With the same heaving blood, Keep tide to the moon of Moses. … Continue reading

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poem – august 1914

What in our lives is burnt In the fire of this? The heart’s dear granary? The much we shall miss? Three lives hath one life – Iron, honey, gold. The gold, the honey gone – Left is the hard and … Continue reading

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