Digital Anthology: Others

"Tidal Gossip" With a kick of white lace The ruffled waves Flirt to the winking sun; Minding not the stodgy ...
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"You" By you all things are changed. My friends and foes alike Become as strangers without name, [ . ...
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"The Dancer" They were godly people, all of them, With whom I dined in the café that night— Substantial citizens ...
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"Preludes" 1. The winter evening settles down With smells of steaks in passage ways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of ...
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"Leafless" You are so straight and still What does it mean? Are you concerned in the tops of you now ...
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"The Fight" Smoke—more smoke—thickening the air, staining the air blue-grey, rising on waves of breath, and falling, and filling the ...
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"Childhood Memories" Those years are foliage of trees, their trunks hidden by bushes' behind them a grey haze topped with ...
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"Crowds" The sky along the street a gauzy yellow— The narrow lights burn tall in the twilight. The cool air ...
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"Six Significant Landscapes" I. An old man sits In the shadow of a pine tree In China. He sees a ...
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"Kaleidoscopics" Gondolas with white freightage Passed, And muted barcaroles Destroyed old houses. The iridescent plush rope sways With the rhythm ...
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"To a Fumbling Lover" The sea would know the way to go about it The moon has taught the tide ...
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In a Garden There was a paved alley there, apple trees and a lush lawn— and over the grey wall ...
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The Coming of Night  (In the city) The sun is near set And the tall buildings Become teeth Tearing bloodily at ...
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Perché I am the possessor and the possessed I am of the unborn. My kind have not yet come up ...
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Synthesized Perfumes and Essences Morning comes with such rapidity, purple plum hanging on sensuous boughs over my head, sweeping my ...
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Portrait of Nancy Trevors They sat in her drawing-room amid easeful silence in tolerant enmity. The men were three, and ...
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Lalla Ram The garden was warm, languid, The tiny shadows of nime trees softly fingered white balconies, The palms fell ...
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Weariness There is a dear weariness of love . . . Hand relaxed in hand. Shoulder at rest upon shoulder ...
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The Valley Harvest Honey in the horn! I brought my horse from the water And from the white grove of ...
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To a Solitary Disciple Rather notice, mon cher, that the moon is tilted above the point of the steeple than ...
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At the Door of the House A thousand women's eyes Riveted to the unrealisable Scatter the wash-stand of the card-teller ...
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Keller Gegen Dom Witness, would you— one more young man, in the evening of his love hurrying to confession,— steps ...
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Chanson Triste My heart is sorrowful and my dreams are broken, The light of the sun shines not upon my ...
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French Peacock In "taking charge of your possessions when you saw them," you became a golden jay. Whatever you admired ...
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Art At last we let each other go, And I left you: Left the demand and the desire of you, ...
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The Little Tailor Meditates . . . My idea would be to do away with the star- manufactured ready made ...
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Nakedness  Brightness of earth for the hollow of your throatThey brought to you,And blossoms of death for you to throw ...
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The Sisters We fourLive here togetherMy three older sisters and IIn a white little cottageWith flowers on each side of ...
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Maisonnettes The houses in Windermere Street are 'let off in                      ...
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The Lonely Death In the cold I will rise, I will batheIn waters of ice; myselfWill shiver, and shrive myself,Alone ...
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Chicago Poet I saluted a nobody.I saw him in a looking-glass.He smiled — so did I.He crumpled the skin on ...
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The Apprentice I. Chanson de Blackboulé Just as the passing windcatches the word of the glittering leaves,I'd make your curled ...
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Vita Nuova I have entered into my heritance;I am also one of the kingdom.Oh it is good to the heart,The ...
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The Whip of the Unborn It is not she who rends me so -no, it is not she.These eyes are ...
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My Lady Is Compared to a Young Tree When I see a young treeIn its white beginning.With white leavesAnd white ...
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Danse Russe If I when my wife is sleepingand the baby and Kathleenare sleepingand the sun is a flame-white discin ...
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Banal Sojourn Two wooden tubs of blue hydrangeas stand at the       foot of the stone steps.The sky is ...
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Sunday in a Certain City Suburb Four men whose lives are the beginning of sun-            ...
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Iris Ah, bow your head, white sword flower,Lest you pierce the thing you would save,Lest your white beauty slay me.Let your ...
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To the Soul of "Progress" You've made your mindA millstone to grind     Chaff.You polish itAnd with your warped with  ...
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Portrait of a Lady "Thou hast committed—""Fornication: but that was in another country,And besides, the wench is dead."The Jew of ...
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