“We climbed that hill” (Lesbia Harford Poems)
We climbed that hill,The road flushed red in prideAt being beauty's boundary. Either sideStretched beauty, beauty ever, beauty still.For on ...
We climbed that hill,The road flushed red in prideAt being beauty's boundary. Either sideStretched beauty, beauty ever, beauty still.For on ...
Standing on tiptoe, head back, eyes and armUpraised, Kate groped to reach the higher shelf.Her sleeve slid up like darkness ...
This morning I got up before the sunHad seized the hill,And scrambled heart-hot, noisy, past each oneIn sleep laid still.There ...
I in the library,Looking for books to read,Pulled one out twice to seeIf it fulfilled my need.Butler had written thisAutobiography.Which ...
Miss Murphy has blue eyes and blue-black hair,Her machine's opposite mineSo I can stareAt her pale face and shining blue-black ...
This year I have seen autumn with new eyes,Glimpsed hitherto undreamt of mysteriesIn the slow ripening of the town-bred trees;Horse-chestnut ...
The sun's my fire.Golden, from a magnificence of blue,Should be its hue.But woolly clouds,Like boarding-house old ladies, come and sitIn ...
They say - priests say -That God loves the world.Maybe he does,When the dew is pearl'dOn the emerald grass,Or the ...
Beauty does not walk through lovely days.Beauty walks with horror in her hair.Down long centuries of pleasant waysMen have found ...
When I was a child,I felt the fairies' power.Of a sudden my dry lifeWould burst into flower.The skies were my ...
Emmie, Emmie Adams,With her insolent air,Tied a little bit of ragIn her yellow hair.When Lena, wondering,Asked why it was there,Emmie ...
When day is overI climb up the stair,Take off my dark dress,Pull down my hair,Open my windowAnd look at the ...
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