Pomegranate Seed (Edith Wharton Poems)
DEMETER PERSEPHONE HECATE HERMES In the vale of Elusis DEMETERHail, goddess, from the midmost caverned vale Of Samothracia, where with ...
DEMETER PERSEPHONE HECATE HERMES In the vale of Elusis DEMETERHail, goddess, from the midmost caverned vale Of Samothracia, where with ...
Fra Paolo, since they say the end is near,And you of all men have the gentlest eyes,Most like our father ...
1The first enters wearing the neon armourOf virtue.Ceaselessly firing all-purpose smilesAt everyone presentShe destroys hopeIn the breasts of the sick,Who ...
O earth, sufficing all our needs, O you With room for body and for spirit too, How patient while your children vex their souls Devising alien heavens beyond your blue! Dear dwelling of the immortal and unseen, How obstinate in my blindness have I been, Not comprehending what your tender calls, Veiled promises and reassurance, mean. Not far and cold the way that they have gone Who through your sundering darkness have withdrawn; Almost within our hand-reach they remain Who pass beyond the sequence of the dawn. Not far and strange the Heaven, but very near, Your children's hearts unknowingly hold dear. At times we almost catch the door swung wide. An unforgotten voice almost we hear. I am the heir of Heaven — and you are just. You, you alone I know — and you I trust. I have sought God beyond His farthest star — But here I find Him, in your quickening dust.(Charles G. D. Roberts)
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
In Paris on a morn of May I sent a radio transalantic To catch a steamer on the way, But ...
Some nights it's bound to be your best way out, When nightmare is the short end of the stick, When ...
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories