The Ghetto (Lola Ridge Poems)
ICool, inaccessible airIs floating in velvety blackness shot with steel-blue lights,But no breath stirs the heatLeaning its ponderous bulk upon ...
ICool, inaccessible airIs floating in velvety blackness shot with steel-blue lights,But no breath stirs the heatLeaning its ponderous bulk upon ...
Look where we worship. We all live in the city.The city forms- often physically, but inevitablypsychically- a circle. A Game. ...
This above all remember: they will be very brave men,And you will be facing them. You must not despise them.I ...
Let's talk about love, that wonderful thing,Let's blend the scent of Venice with Paris in Spring,Let's gaze at that moon ...
A burning glass of burnished brass, The calm sea caught the noontide rays,And sunny slopes of golden grass And wastes ...
the joyful man Franz maintained protuberancefrom start to finishhe never came down the porch measured stars named flowers believed I ...
ONE ballade more before we say good-night, O dying Muse, one mournful ballade more! Then let the new men fall ...
Dear Boy --As it appears to us old fogeys -- If you'll excuse the term that we adopt --You and ...
The Celt in all his variants from Builth to Ballyhoo, His mental processes are plain--one knows what he will do, ...
He has slept with accountants and brokers, With a cowgirl (well, someone from Healds). He has slept with non-smokers and ...
There was a hope for poetry in the sixties And for education and society, teachers free To do as they ...
Who's she, that one in your arms? She's the one I carried my bones to and built a house that ...
I like to look at fishermen And oftentimes I wish One would be lucky now and then And catch a ...
This institution, perhaps one should say enterprise out of respect for which one says one need not change one's mind ...
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