The Butterfly (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
IO wonderful and wing?d flower,That hoverest in the garden-close,Finding, in mazes of the rose,The rapture of a summer hour !O ...
Clark Ashton Smith Poems on Dreams (26 Poems)
Bacchante (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Men say the gods have flown;The Golden Age is but a fading story,And Greece was transitory:Yet on this hill hesperian ...
Examination at Midnight (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
The pendulum, with brazen din,Proclaims the midnight; we beginTo call to mind, ironically,What uses we have made of thisDead day ...
Dominium in Excelsis (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Exalt thyself: be more than man,Be saint or be magician,And where the burning Sword awaitsDefy the old seraphic ban.Thy will, ...
The Garden Of Dreams (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
One day, when summer suns were kind, I walked within my soul's domain, Where inner summer held its reign,And ...
Doubtful Skies (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Thine eyes are opals through some veiling vapor seen:Mysterious changeful, are they blue or grey or green?Dream they of death ...
Anodyne of Autumn (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Full-ripened on the bough,Pends the bright apple now,And the lees fall from out the unclouded wine.These memories that returnPour from ...
Cumuli (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
They seem the enfolding mountains of some fairer landThat lies beyond the world,With vales of purpling rose in hills eburnean ...
To George Sterling (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
And I too found the seaward way-Venus Letalis. Deep are the chasmal years and lustrums longSince, following that dark Venus ...
December (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
From the sad leaves withdrawn,Remote, estranged and cold,Forgetful autumn's goldAlone abides in some December dawn.Tearless and clear and chillAs eyes ...
Alexandrines (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Knowing the weariness of dreams, and days, and nights,The great and grievous vanity of joy and pain;Frail loves that pass, ...
Beyond the Door (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Alas! the evanescence of a dream, That, like a rose, shall never blossom more! A glimpse of unguessed things, and ...
Concupiscenc (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
As the fierce faun, on the cypress-bearded cape,Desires the sea-girl, seen with billow-driftedHair the color of kelp and shadowy-riftedVulva that ...
Belated Love (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Ah, woe is me, for Love hath lain asleep,Hath lain too long in some Circean close-Till on his dreaming wings ...
Beauty Implacable (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
White Beauty, bending from a throne sublime,Hath claimed my lips with kisses keen as snow:Now through my harp the tremors ...
By the River (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
(From Christophe des Lauri?res)I deemed the golden nymphs were gone,And pausing by the river, musedOn naiads and the forest-faun,And idly ...
Ave Atque Vale (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Black dreams; the pale and sorrowful desireWhose eyes have looked on Lethe and have seen,Deep in the sliding ebon tide ...
Memnon At Midnight (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Methought upon the tomb-encumbered shoreI stood of Egypt's lone monarchal stream,And saw immortal Memnon, throned supremeIn gloom as of that ...
The Orchid of Beauty (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Beauty, thou orchid of immortal bloom,Sprung from the fire and dust of perished spheres,How art thou tall in these autumnal ...
Desire Of Vastness (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Supreme with night, what high mysteriarch-The undreamt-of god beyond the trinal noonOf elder suns empyreal-past the moonCircling some wild world ...
Laus Mortis (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
The imperishable phantoms, Love and Fame,Nor Beauty, burning on the mist and mireA fugitive uncapturable fire,Nor God, that is a ...
Maya (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Fools of the world, who dream that dreams are true-Believing still that life is what it seems,And trustful that the ...
Enchanted Mirrors (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
These are enchanted mirrors that I bring,By demons wrought from metals of the moonTo burnished forms of lune or plenilune:Therein ...
Disillusionm (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
I used to dream, long, long ago,That the clouds were marvelous white elephantsJourneying in droves to a far-off sacred cityThat ...
Ashes Of Sunset (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Who fares to find the sunset ere it fly,Turning to light and fire the further west,Shall have the veils of ...
The Maze Of Sleep (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Sleep is a pathless labyrinth,Dark to the gaze of moons and suns,Through which the exile clue of dreams,A gossamer thread, ...