The Ghetto (Lola Ridge Poems)
ICool, inaccessible airIs floating in velvety blackness shot with steel-blue lights,But no breath stirs the heatLeaning its ponderous bulk upon ...
ICool, inaccessible airIs floating in velvety blackness shot with steel-blue lights,But no breath stirs the heatLeaning its ponderous bulk upon ...
"A HORSE amongst ten thousand! on the verge,The extremest verge of equine life he stands;Yet mark his action, as those ...
SELL old Robin, do you say? Well, I reckon not today!I have let you have your way with the land,With ...
(The Blue Cross League, 58 Victoria Street, London, S.W., is in need of funds.) SHE was a pretty, nicely mannered ...
In the Mao-ling tomb lies the lad named Liu,Guest of the autumn wind.At night we hear his whinnying horse —At ...
Ulla, mine Ulla, tell me, may I hand thee Reddest of strawberries in milk or wine? ...
O to go out once more and see the moon's clear shining Break on the waters into silver bars,Hear ...
So deep I slept I had not known how fleetThe feet of time upon its endless shore;So sweet was sleep ...
Where run your colts at pasture? Where hide your mares to breed? 'Mid bergs about the Ice-cap Or wove Sargasso ...
Being out of heart with government I took a broken root to fling Where the proud, wayward squirrel went, Taking ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
The sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder ...
O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ...
Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
How shall my animal Whose wizard shape I trace in the cavernous skull, Vessel of abscesses and exultation's shell, Endure ...
(For Paula)THE GRIP of the ice is gone now. The silvers chase purple. The purples tag silver. They let out ...
A little colt - broncho, loaned to the farm To be broken in time without fury or harm, Yet black ...
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