The Foredawn Hour (John Payne Poems)
IBETWEEN the night-end and the break of dayAn hour there is that from the thither shoreOf the dark river its ...
John Payne Poems on Death & Dying (3 Poems)
December (John Payne Poems)
THE roofs are dreary with the drifted rimeAnd in the air a stillness as of deathTh'approach of some portentousness foresaith.December ...
January (John Payne Poems)
THIS is the bitter birth-month of the year.The sun looms large against the leaden sky,Rayless and red, as 'twere a ...