Songs From A Masque (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
The Woodfolk Sweep ThroughThe Water-Spirit:Water flows in the wild wood deep, Dreamy water that slips and sighs,I shall whisper your heart ...
Margaret Widdemer Poems on War & Peace (12 Poems)
A Ballad of the Wise Men (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
The Christ-Child lay in BethlehemAnd the Wise Men gave Him gold,And Mary-Mother she hearkened themAs they prayed in the cattle-fold:"Smile ...
The Wakened God (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
The War-god wakened drowsily; There were gold chains about his hands. He said: "And who shall reap my landsAnd bear the tithes ...
The Garden (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
THERE were many flowers in my mother's garden, Sword-leaved gladiolus, taller far than I,Sticky-leaved petunias, pink and purple-flaring, Velvet-painted pansies staring at ...
Poem from a Picture (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
(Children at play on a French Battlefield)"When I was a child,"You shall tell one day,Children, on these blackened fieldsGallantly at ...
Peace (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
ALL my days are clear again and gentle with forgetting, Mornings cool with graciousness of time passed stilly by.Evening sweet with ...
A Boy Of The Ghetto (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
HE goes out with his Dreams Through the dingy city square,Purple- and silver-winged They go with him everywhere.The quarreling hags at the ...
Departure (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
IT was not when I plead with her, And on a tragic dayClung sobbing to her skirts of rose, That Youth went ...
I Did Not Know (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
I DID not know that I should miss you, So silver-soft your loving came,There were no trumpets down the dawning, There were ...
Next Year (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
Up and down the street I know,Now that there are Grief and War,All day long the people goAs they went ...
Goodbye My Lover (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
All the flags stream abroad, and the crowds wave and cry-And I watch for your face in the long lines ...
Irish Love Song (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
Well, if the thing is over, better it is for me, The lad was ever a rover, loving and laughing ...