The Ghetto (Lola Ridge Poems)
ICool, inaccessible airIs floating in velvety blackness shot with steel-blue lights,But no breath stirs the heatLeaning its ponderous bulk upon ...
Lola Ridge Poems on Faces (7 Poems)
Betty (Lola Ridge Poems)
You can see the sandhills from our new room.Butterflieslive in the sandhillsand lizardsand centipedes.If you keep very stilllizards will think ...
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 ...
Faces (Lola Ridge Poems)
A late snow beatsWith cold white fists upon the tenements -Hurriedly drawing blinds and shutters,Like tall old slatternsPulling aprons about ...
The Song (Lola Ridge Poems)
That day, in the slipping of torsos and straining flankson the bloodied ooze of fields plowed by the iron,And the ...
A Memory (Lola Ridge Poems)
I rememberThe crackle of the palm treesOver the mooned white roofs of the town…The shining town…And the tender fumbling of ...
Bowery Afternoon (Lola Ridge Poems)
Drab discolorationOf faces, fa(Lola Ridge)