Poems

Neither Bloody Nor Bowed They say of me, and so they should, It’s doubtful if I come to good. I see acquaintances and friends Accumulating dividends, […]

News Item Men seldom make passes At girls who wear glasses.

Ninon De Lenclos, On Her Last Birthday So let me have the rouge again, And comb my hair the curly way. The poor young men, the […]

Nocturne Always I knew that it could not last (Gathering clouds, and the snowflakes flying), Now it is part of the golden past (Darkening skies, and […]

Now At Liberty Little white love, your way you’ve taken; Now I am left alone, alone. Little white love, my heart’s forsaken. (Whom shall I get […]

Observation If I don’t drive around the park, I’m pretty sure to make my mark. If I’m in bed each night by ten, I may get […]

Of a Woman, Dead Young If she had been beautiful, even, Or wiser than women about her, Or had moved with a certain defiance; If she […]

On Being A Woman Why is it, when I am in Rome, I’d give an eye to be at home, But when on native earth I […]

On Cheating The Fiddler “Then we will have tonight!” we said. “Tomorrow- may we not be dead?” The morrow touched our eyes, and found Us walking […]

One Perfect Rose A single flow’r he sent me, since we met. All tenderly his messenger he chose; Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet – […]