Love Poems – Page 115
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Her Going
The wife / child, why do you linger beside her portal? / None shall hear you now if you knock or clamor. … -
Indian Summer
(o earth-and-autumn of the Setting Sun, / She is not by, to know my task is done!) / In the brown grasses slanting with the wind, … -
General William Booth Enters into Heaven
Booth led boldly with his big bass drum. / Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb? / The saints smiled gravely, and they said, “He’s come.” … -
The Eagle that is Forgotten
Sleep softly … eagle forgotten … under the stone. / Time has its way with you there, and the clay has its own. / “We have buried him now,” thought your foes, and in secret rejoiced. … -
The Congo
I—their basic SAVAGERY / FAT black bucks in a wine-barrel room, / Barrel-house kings, with feet unstable, … -
Aladdin and the Jinn
“bring me soft song,” said Aladdin; / “This tailor-shop sings not at all. / Chant me a word of the twilight, … -
The Chinese Nightingale
“how, how,” he said. “Friend Chang,” I said, / “San Francisco sleeps as the dead— / Ended license, lust and play: … -
Patterns
I walk down the garden paths, / And all the daffodils / Are blowing, and the bright blue squills. … -
1777
I—the trumpet-vine ARBOR / THE THROATS of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, / And the clangor of brass beats against the hot sunlight. … -
A Lady
You are beautiful and faded, / Like an old opera tune / Played upon a harpsichord; …
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