The Idol (George Rostrevor Hamilton Poems)
I"See," said the artist, while with languid careHe posed before his goddess, "how sublimeThe primitive invention was, how bareOf inessentials! ...
I"See," said the artist, while with languid careHe posed before his goddess, "how sublimeThe primitive invention was, how bareOf inessentials! ...
The ridges either side of the valleywere covered in dark pine forest.The ploughed hill sides were red,and the pastures were ...
Into her mother's bedroom to wash the ballooning body."My mother is jelly-hearted and she has a brain of jelly:Sweet, quiver-soft, ...
WHEN the surf licks with its tonguesthese volcanic personal shapes, which we,defining for ourselves as rocks, acceptthem as such, at ...
NOT much longer nowWill the eye seeBonework of bole and bough,The beautiful, austereEssentials of the tree.Intricate traceryUpward and outward growingFrom ...
BURYING friends is not a pomp,Not, indeed, Roman:Lacking the monument,Heroic stone;Nor is it an obscuring parasol,The pad of customary gloves ...
My friend declaresBeing woman and virgin sheTakes small account of periodicityAnd she is right.Her days are calmly spentFor her sex-function ...
this night - for youand in the fuzzy cut-openmelon of nightits insides sweet and juicyif my body does not shinethe ...
I am of the race of spirits,But do not abide in Heaven's realm,And whenever I attain the clouds,Strength fails me ...
The Atlantic is a stormy moat; and the Mediterranean, The blue pool in the old garden, More than five thousand ...
I was sick of being a woman, sick of the pain, the irrelevant detail of sex, my own concavity uselessly ...
Arise then...women of this day! Arise, all women who have hearts! Whether your baptism be of water or of tears! ...
for Audre Lorde and Sonny Wainwright Twice in my quickly disappearing forties someone called while someone I loved and I ...
YES, write, if you want to, there's nothing like trying; Who knows what a treasure your casket may hold? I'll ...
on a deformed request in a train lavatory gentlemen lift the sea be all of you the modern muscular mountains ...
If I don't write something good tonight I will sleep without the comforting Canopus of deep believers, if I sleep ...
AGAINST THE GRAIN "Oxford be silent, I this truth must write Leeds hath for rarities undone thee quite." - William ...
I Aria "--Kiss me there where pride is glittering Kiss me where I am ripened and round fruit Kiss me ...
You are a friend then, as I make it out, Of our man Shakespeare, who alone of us Will put ...
In flat America, in Chicago, Graceland cemetery on the German North Side. Forty feet of Corinthian candle celebrate Pullman embedded ...
A girl whom I've not spoken to or shared coffee with for several years writes of an old scar. On ...
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