Love Poems – Page 107
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Portrait of a Lady
I / among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon / You have the scene arrange itself—as it will seem to do— … -
Among Shadows
In halls of sleep you wandered by, / This time so indistinguishably / I cannot remember aught of it, … -
The Three Sisters
Gone are the three, those sisters rare / With wonder-lips and eyes ashine. / One was wise and one was fair, … -
Portrait of an Old Woman
She limps with halting painful pace, / Stops, wavers, and creeps on again; / Peers up with dim and questioning face … -
I am Weary of Being Bitter
I am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise, / And the armor and the mask of these fall from me, after long. / I would go where the islands sleep, or where the sea-dawns rise, … -
From "Sonnets of a Portrait Painter"
I am in love with high far-seeing places / That look on plains half-sunlight and half-storm, / In love with hours when from the circling faces … -
Like Him Whose Spirit
Like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon / Still keeps the memory of one secret star / That in the dusk of a remembered June … -
Irradiations
I / over the roof-tops race the shadows of clouds: / Like horses the shadows of clouds charge down the street. … -
Arizona Poems - Mexican Quarter
By an alley lined with tumble-down shacks, / And street-lamps askew, half-sputtering, / Feebly glimmering on gutters choked with filth, and dogs … -
Arizona Poems - Rain in the Desert
The huge red-buttressed mesa over yonder / Is merely a far-off temple where the sleepy sun is burning / Its altar fires of pinyon and toyon for the day. …
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