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 Gold (8 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 ...
The Song Of Iron (Lola Ridge Poems)
INot yet hast Thou soundedThy clangorous music,Whose strings are under the mountains…Not yet hast Thou spokenThe blooded, implacable Word…But I ...
The Spilling Of The Wine (Lola Ridge Poems)
The soldiers lie upon the snow,That no longer gyrates under the spinning lightsNight juggles in her fat black hands.They will ...
The White Bird (Lola Ridge Poems)
Man of the flame-eyesAnd mouth with the bitter twist of in-grown laughter,And little bald man . . . whose seeming ...
Manhattan (Lola Ridge Poems)
Out of the night you burn, Manhattan,In a vesture of gold -Span of innumerable arcs,Flaring and multiplying -Gold at the ...
Promenade (Lola Ridge Poems)
Undulant rustlings,Of oncoming silk,Rhythmic, incessant,Like the motion of leaves…Fragments of colorIn glowing surprises…Pink inuendoesHooded in grayLike buds in a cobwebPearled ...
The Dream (Lola Ridge Poems)
I have a dream to fill the golden sheath of a remembered day.... (Air heavy and massed and blue as ...