Immortal Eve – IV (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
1Her eyes were not of amethyst,Her teeth were not of pearl.Human all over, laughing, crying,Shrewd, simple, just a girl!Cheerful at ...
1Her eyes were not of amethyst,Her teeth were not of pearl.Human all over, laughing, crying,Shrewd, simple, just a girl!Cheerful at ...
I.A NATION'S greatness lies in men, not acres;One master-mind is worth a million hands.No royal robes have marked the planet-shakers,But ...
I.1"I HAVE no heart and no time to go forth to the world, there to choose meOne who may be ...
Since the earliest days I have dressed myselfIn fanciful clothes;Trying to satisfy a whispering insistence.There was so much I dared ...
My GOD the Baby isThat rests upon my knee.Into those eyes of HisI gaze mine own to see.And He looks ...
Thou that couldst ne'er be boundCanst nevermore be free:So close about Thee woundIs our humanity.As well desert Thy Father's throneAs ...
IYoung laughters, and my music! Aye till now The voice can reach no blending minors near; ...
Do you hear the women praying, oh my brothers? Do you hear what words they say? These, ...
Down the palm-way from Eden in the mid-night Lay dreaming Eve by her outdriven mate, Pillowed on lilies ...
A. M. M.BEHOLD her sitting in the sunThis lovely April morn,As eager with the breath of lifeAs daffodils new-born!A priestess ...
You do but jest, sir, and you jest not well,How could the hand be enemy of the arm, Or seed ...
If he should meet a mother there Along some winding Flanders road, No extra touch of grief ...
Boys will be boys, and boys have had their day; Boy-mischief and boy-carelessness and noiseExtenuated all, allowed, excused and smoothed ...
With God Above-Beneath-Beside- Without-Within-and Everywhere;Rising with the resistless tide Of life, and Sure of Getting There. Patient with Nature's long ...
How shall she know the worship we would do her? The walls are high, and she is very far. How ...
Wild air, world-mothering air, Nestling me everywhere, That each eyelash or hair Girdles; goes home betwixt The fleeciest, frailest-flixed Snowflake; ...
I. Ribh at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn Because you have found me in the pitch-dark night With open ...
STANDING IN EDEN 1 Poetry claimed me young on Skegness beach Before I was born I answered her cry For ...
I've sung of Violet de Vere, that slinky, minky dame, Of Gertie of the Diamond Tooth, and Touch-the-Button Nell, And ...
You think I cannot understand. Ah, but I do... I have been wrung with anger and compassion for you. I ...
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