Skin of Light (Rene Daumal Poems)
The skin of light enveloping this world lacks depth and I can actually see the black night of all thesesimilar ...
The skin of light enveloping this world lacks depth and I can actually see the black night of all thesesimilar ...
Mute was the mighty organ. None might breakThe silence that had thralled it since was stilledThe master-hand beneath whose touch ...
They ask me to sing them a Christmas song That with musical mirth shall ring;How know I that the world's ...
Mary,the Christ long slain,passed silently, Following the children joyous astir Under the cedrus ...
Sometime at a concert hall, in recollection,A Brahms intermezzo will wound me-I'll start,Remember that summer, the flowerbed garden,The walks and ...
The hundred years have passed, and heWhose name appeased a nation's fears,As with a hand laid over sea;To thunder through ...
How I remember solstice daysThrough many winters long completed!Each unrepeatable, unique,And each one countless times repeated.Of all these days, these ...
Love, though for this you riddle me with darts,And drag me at your chariot till I die,--Oh, heavy prince! Oh, ...
Good from the good,—to the reason this is not hard of conception; But the genius has power good from ...
in the wares before you spread, Types of all things may be read. 'NEATH the shadow Of these bushes, On ...
The subtle, profound, the pungent, sweet, soft, loud, ornate naming a fragrance, of the variations of lilac scents the soft ...
Thank you, Lord for the spirit's intercession when my prayers, too weak, too feeble, pale reflections of my soul oh ...
One of the amazing things in writing the poems, the posts for this blog, the numbers of lives touched people ...
Not coffeecake though they evoke memories too no it was a tea ring, cinnamon, raisins, white icing and a maraschino ...
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
Good from the good,--to the reason this is not hard of conception; But the genius has power good from the ...
I love the cheery bustle Of children round the house, The tidy maids a-hustle, The chatter of my spouse; The ...
My Muse is simple,--yet it's nice To think you don't need to think twice On words I write. I reckon ...
White, pristine, unblemished They say it is not a color I love white mists, clouds Lingering on blue mountains. White, ...
I LOVE, though for this you riddle me with darts, And drag me at your chariot till I die, Oh, ...
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