Poems

He Thinks Of His Past Greatness… I have drunk ale from the Country of the Young And weep because I know all things now: I have […]

He Thinks of Those Who Have Spoken Ill of His Beloved Half close your eyelids, loosen your hair, And dream about the great and their pride; […]

He Wishes His Beloved Were Dead WERE you but lying cold and dead, And lights were paling out of the West, You would come hither, and […]

Her Anxiety Earth in beauty dressed Awaits returning spring. All true love must die, Alter at the best Into some lesser thing. Prove that I lie. […]

Her Dream I dreamed as in my bed I lay, All night’s fathomless wisdom come, That I had shorn my locks away And laid them on […]

Her Praise SHE is foremost of those that I would hear praised. I have gone about the house, gone up and down As a man does […]

Her Triumph I did the dragon’s will until you came Because I had fancied love a casual Improvisation, or a settled game That followed if I […]

Her Vision In The Wood Dry timber under that rich foliage, At wine-dark midnight in the sacred wood, Too old for a man’s love I stood […]

High Talk PROCESSIONS that lack high stilts have nothing that catches the eye. What if my great-granddad had a pair that were twenty foot high, And […]

His Bargain Who talks of Plato’s spindle; What set it whirling round? Eternity may dwindle, Time is unwound, Dan and Jerry Lout Change their loves about. […]