Till set of man: the dreamed, the seen; Flushing the world with odorous flowers: A soft compulsion...
2011-11-23
The Mother having conscience in arrears; Ready to gush the flood of vain regret, Else hearken to h...
Strike camp, and onward, like the wind's cloud-fleets. Unresting she, unresting he, from change To...
Lopped of an arm, mother love for her own springs quick, To curdle the milk in her breasts for the ...
Around those memoried tracks of scarlet mud, To sow her future from an ashen urn By lantern-light,...
Reck I as were that stroke from a woman or some pettish infant. Aye flies blunted the dart of the m...
Of folded showers in streamer cloud; Our shadows down the highway white Or deep in woodland woven-...
Either points us shun we either Shun or too devoutly follow. A READING OF LIFE--WITH THE HUNTRESS ...
The brilliant eyes to kindle bliss, The shrewd quick lips to laugh and kiss, Breasts that a sighin...
Now was her face white waves in the tempest's sharp flame-blink; Her skies shot black. Now was it ...
Cannon his name, Cannon his voice, he came. Who heard of him heard shaken hills, An earth at quak...
Be then the little bird that hops to feed. Lame falls the cry to kindle days Of radiant orb and da...
or a fog Rolling off sunlight's arrows. Not mightier Phoebus in ire, Nor deadlier Jove's avengeing...
The look of her heart slipped out and in. Sweet on her lord her soft eyes shone, As innocents clea...
In humankind diversities of masks, For rule of men the choice of bait or goads. The statesman stee...