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 Night (16 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 ...
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 ...
Broadway (Lola Ridge Poems)
Light!Innumerable ions of light,Kindling, irradiating,All to their foci tending…Light that jingles like anklet chainsOn bevies of little lithe twinkling feet,Or ...
The Edge (Lola Ridge Poems)
I thought to die that night in the solitude where they would never find me…But there was time…And I lay ...
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 ...
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 ...
Spring (Lola Ridge Poems)
A spring wind on the Bowery,Blowing the fluff of night sheltersOff bedraggled garments,And agitating the gutters, that eject little spirals ...
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 ...
Jaguar (Lola Ridge Poems)
Nasal intonations of lightand clicking tongues * * *publicity of windowsstoning me with pent-up cries * * *smells of abattoirs ...
After Storm (Lola Ridge Poems)
Was there a wind? Tap. tap. Night pads upon the snow with moccasined feet. and it is still. so still. ...
Under-Song (Lola Ridge Poems)
There is music in the strongDeep-throated bush,Whisperings of songHeard in the leaves' hush -Ballads of the treesIn tongues unknown -A ...
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 ...
Brooklyn Bridge (Lola Ridge Poems)
Pythoness body - archingOver the night like an ecstasy -I feel your coils tightening…And the world's lessening breath. (Lola Ridge)