Moonlight (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
HE feigned a fine indifference To be so prodigal of light, Knowing his piteous twisted things Would lose the crooked marks of spite When ...
John Crowe Ransom Poems (54 Poems)
An American Addresses Philomela (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Procne, Philomela, and Itylus,Your names are liquid, your improbable taleIs recited in the classic numbers of the nightingale.Ah, but our ...
Spectral Lovers (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
By night they haunted a thicket of April mist,Out of that black ground suddenly come to birth,Else angels lost in ...
The Resurrection (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
LONG, long before men die I sometimes read Their stoic backs as plain as graveyard stones, An epitaph of poor dead men ...
Two In August (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Two that could not have lived their single livesAs can some husbands and wivesDid something strange: they tensed their vocal ...
April Treason (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
So he took her as anointedIn the part he had appointed,She was lips for smiling faintly,Eyes to look and level ...
The Four Roses (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
FOUR sisters sitting in one house, I said, these roses on a stem With bosoms bare. But wayfaring I went and ravished one ...
Janet Waking (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Beautifully Janet sleptTill it was deeply morning. She woke thenAnd thought about her dainty-feathered hen,To see how it had kept.One ...
Romance Of A Youngest Daughter (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Who will wed the Dowager's youngest daughter,The Captain? filled with ale?He moored his expected boat to a stake in the ...
Miriam Tazewell (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
When Miriam Tazewell heard the tempest burstingAnd his wrathy whips across the sky drawn cracklingShe stuffed her ears for fright ...
Morning (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
THE skies were jaded, while the famous sun Slack of his office to confute the fogs Lay sick abed; but I, inured ...
Men (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
"How many goodly creatures are there here!" Miranda doted on the sight of seamen, The very casual adventurers Who took a flood as ...
Emily Hardcastle, Spinster (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
We shall come tomorrow morning, who were not to have her love,We shall bring no face of envy but a ...
Bells For John Whiteside’s Daughter (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
There was such speed in her little body, And such lightness in her footfall, It is no wonder her brown ...
Blue Girls (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Twirling your blue skirts, travelling the sward Under the towers of your seminary, Go listen to your teachers old and ...
Captain Carpenter (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Captain Carpenter rose up in his prime Put on his pistols and went riding out But had got wellnigh nowhere ...
Conrad in Twilight (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Conrad, Conrad, aren't you old To sit so late in your mouldy garden? And I think Conrad knows it well, ...
Dead Boy (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
The little cousin is dead, by foul subtraction, A green bough from Virginia's aged tree, And none of the county ...
Necrological (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
The friar had said his paternosters duly And scourged his limbs, and afterwards would have slept; But with much riddling ...
Painted Head (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
By dark severance the apparition head Smiles from the air a capital on no Column or a Platonic perhaps head ...
Piazza Piece (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
-- I am a gentleman in a dustcoat trying To make you hear. Your ears are soft and small And ...
Prelude to an Evening (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Do not enforce the tired wolf Dragging his infected wound homeward To sit tonight with the warm children Naming the ...
The Equilibrists (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Full of her long white arms and milky skin He had a thousand times remembered sin. Alone in the press ...
Winter Remembered (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Two evils, monstrous either one apart, Possessed me, and were long and loath at going: A cry of Absence, Absence, ...