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 Man (11 Poems)
The Everlasting Return (Lola Ridge Poems)
It is dark… so dark, I remember the sun on Chios…It is still… so still, I hear the beat of ...
Frank Little At Calvary (Lola Ridge Poems)
IHe walked under the shadow of the HillWhere men are fed into the firesAnd walled apart…Unarmed and alone,He summoned his ...
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 ...
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 ...
The Legion Of Iron (Lola Ridge Poems)
They pass through the great iron gates -Men with eyes gravely discerning,Skilled to appraise the tunnage of cranesOr split an ...
A Toast (Lola Ridge Poems)
Not your martyrs anointed of heaven -The ages are red where they trod -But the Hunted - the world's bitter ...
The Fire (Lola Ridge Poems)
The old men of the world have made a fireTo warm their trembling hands.They poke the young men in.The young ...
Fuel (Lola Ridge Poems)
What of the silence of the keysAnd silvery hands? The iron sings…Though bows lie broken on the strings,The fly-wheels turn ...
The Fiddler (Lola Ridge Poems)
In a little Hungarian cafeMen and women are drinkingYellow wine in tall goblets.Through the milky haze of the smoke,The fiddler, ...
Dreams (Lola Ridge Poems)
Men die…Dreams only change their houses.They cannot be lined up against a wallAnd quietly buried under ground,And no more heard ...