From Living Waters (Ina Donna Coolbrith Poems)
COMMENCEMENT POEM, WRITTEN FOR THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA, JUNE, 1876."INTO the balm of the clover,Into the dawn and the dew,Come, ...
COMMENCEMENT POEM, WRITTEN FOR THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA, JUNE, 1876."INTO the balm of the clover,Into the dawn and the dew,Come, ...
FLOWER of the foam of the wavesOf the beautiful inland sea, -White as the foam that lavesThe ships of the ...
No flower in all the land -No leaf upon the tree,Blossom, or bud, or fruit,But an icy fringe instead;And the ...
O WINDS, that ripple the long grass!O winds, that kiss the jeweled sea!Grow still and lingering as you passAbout this ...
Most fair is Earth!This side sweet Heaven, I think, no thing more fairThan the still faceShe turns to her white ...
BEYOND the flight of hours,Beneath the rooted flowers,Where winter rain, nor showersOf April, fall;Where days that say "Alas!"Forget to come, ...
I grow aweary of my kind-Its petty aims, its creedsThat cripple mind and soul, and blindThe heart to trust needs;Aweary ...
LONG, swinging bells of pomegranate!O orange-buds, falling as snow!O singing of lark and of linnet -Singing high in the leaves, ...
ON HEARING KELLEY'S MUSIC OF "MACBETH."MELODY, what children strange are theseFrom thy most vast, illimitable realm?These sounds that seize upon ...
"WHAT gift hast thou for Me,The Crucified for thee?"No worthy thing:Nor song, nor praise, nor tears,From all these many years,Jesus, ...
Into the quiet woodsCome from the glare and heatOf the paven street!Out of the jar and fretAnd the jangling noises!Here ...
I think I would not beA stately tree,Broad-boughed, with haughty crest that seeks the sky;Too many sorrows lieIn years, too ...
Scarred with the jagged wounds from ruthless hands,Despoiled, dishonored of my fair array, -The gold and emerald vesture of the ...
THE green leaves grow and grow,And the birds build in the trees;Ah, sweethearts, could I linger, linger,With soul at ease!O ...
Sunshine and melody follow the rain-Patter the rain-drops merrily!Spring joy follows the winter pain,Then, ho! For earth's green holiday.Flutter the ...
Green pasture-slopes with dotting trees;Broad garden-stretches, far and fair;White cloud on cloud of orchard-bloom;A balm, a fragrance, all the air!Whistle ...
(Song)The night wind in its passingSweeps the blossoms of the tree,And fragrance, like a melody,Is wafted up to me.I know ...
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