Faces (Lola Ridge Poems)
A late snow beatsWith cold white fists upon the tenements -Hurriedly drawing blinds and shutters,Like tall old slatternsPulling aprons about ...
A late snow beatsWith cold white fists upon the tenements -Hurriedly drawing blinds and shutters,Like tall old slatternsPulling aprons about ...
Behold, He sits beside the sea of Eternity,Whose dead waters are troubled, and LoveBursts the gateway of His lips,And the ...
Indefinite space, which, by co-substance night,In one black mystery two void mysteries blends;The stray stars, whose innumerable lightRepeats one mystery ...
For moveless limbs no pity I crave, That never were swift! Still all I prize, Laughter and thought and friends, ...
On this festive first of May, Wending wistfully my way Three sad sights I saw today. The first was such ...
I was in Warsaw when the first bomb fell; I was in Warsaw when the Terror came - Havoc and ...
Amongst the flowers I am alone with my pot of wine drinking by myself; then lifting my cup I asked ...
I took a small path leading up a hill valley, finding there a temple, its gate covered with moss, and ...
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