Poems

Braggart The days will rally, wreathing Their crazy tarantelle; And you must go on breathing, But I’ll be safe in hell. Like January weather, The years […]

Bric-a-Brac Little things that no one needs — Little things to joke about — Little landscapes, done in beads. Little morals, woven out, Little wreaths of […]

But Not Forgotten I think, no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will […]

Chant For Dark Hours Some men, some men Cannot pass a Book shop. (Lady, make your mind up, and wait your life away.) Some men, some […]

Charles Dickens Who call him spurious and shoddy Shall do it o’er my lifeless body. I heartily invite such birds To come outside and say those […]

Cherry White I never see that prettiest thing- A cherry bough gone white with Spring- But what I think, “How gay ‘twould be To hang me […]

Coda There’s little in taking or giving, There’s little in water or wine; This living, this living, this living Was never a project of mine. Oh, […]

Comment Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea; And love is a thing that can never go wrong; And I am […]

Condolence They hurried here, as soon as you had died, Their faces damp with haste and sympathy, And pressed my hand in theirs, and smoothed my […]

Convalescent How shall I wail, that wasn’t meant for weeping? Love has run and left me, oh, what then? Dream, then, I must, who never can […]