Celia (Lola Ridge Poems)
Cherry, cherry,glowing on the hearth,bright red cherry..When you try to pick up cherryCelia's shrieksticks in you like a pin.When God ...
Cherry, cherry,glowing on the hearth,bright red cherry..When you try to pick up cherryCelia's shrieksticks in you like a pin.When God ...
Radiant notes piercing my narrow-chested room, beating down through my ceiling- smeared with unshapen belly-prints of dreams drifted out of ...
A spring wind on the Bowery,Blowing the fluff of night sheltersOff bedraggled garments,And agitating the gutters, that eject little spirals ...
Was there a wind? Tap. tap. Night pads upon the snow with moccasined feet. and it is still. so still. ...
I would be a torch unto your hand,A lamp upon your forehead, Labor,In the wild darkness before the DawnThat I ...
Men die…Dreams only change their houses.They cannot be lined up against a wallAnd quietly buried under ground,And no more heard ...
Spires of Grace Church,For you the workers of the worldTravailed with the mountains…Aborting their own dreamsTill the dream of you ...
I have a dream to fill the golden sheath of a remembered day.... (Air heavy and massed and blue as ...
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