The Apple Tree (Hattie Howard Poems)
Has ever a tree from the earth upsprung Around whose body have children clung, Whose bounteous branches the birds among Have pecked the ...
Hattie Howard Poems on Fashion (10 Poems)
All the Rage (Hattie Howard Poems)
A common wayside flower it grew, Unhandsome and unnoticed too, Except in deprecation That such an herb unreared by toil, Prolific cumberer of the ...
The Master Of The Grange (Hattie Howard Poems)
The type of enterprise is he, Of sense and thrift and toil; Who reckons less on pedigree Than rich, productive soil; And no "blue ...
The Tourist (Hattie Howard Poems)
Lo! carpet-bag and bagger occupy the land, And prove the touring season actively begun; His personnel and purpose can none misunderstand, For each ...
The Woods (Hattie Howard Poems)
I love the woods when the magic hand Of Spring, as if sweeping the keys Of a wornout instrument, touches the earth; When ...
A New Suit (Hattie Howard Poems)
The artist and the loom unseen, In textures soft as _crepe de chine_ Spring weaves her royal robe of green, With grasses fringed ...
Watch Hill (Hattie Howard Poems)
Fair summer home peninsula, Enriched by every breeze From fragrant islands, wafted far Across the sunny seas! A profile rare! a height of land Outlined ...
The Subway (Hattie Howard Poems)
Oh, who in creation would fail to descend That wonderful hole in the ground?-- That, feeling its way like a hypocrite-friend In sinuous ...
Lightning-Bugs (Hattie Howard Poems)
Around my vine-wreathed portico, At evening, there's a perfect glow Of little lights a-flashing-- As if the stellar bodies had From super-heat grown hyper-mad, And ...
Without A Minister (Hattie Howard Poems)
The congregation was devout, The minister inspired, Their attitude to those without By every one admired, And all things so harmonious seemed, Of no calamity ...