Poems

Roads I know a country laced with roads, They join the hills and they span the brooks, They weave like a shuttle between broad fields, And […]

Song Oh! To be a flower Nodding in the sun, Bending, then upspringing As the breezes run; Holding up A scent-brimmed cup, Full of summer’s fragrance […]

Suggested by the Cover of a Volume of Keats’s Poems Wild little bird, who chose thee for a sign To put upon the cover of this […]

Summer Some men there are who find in nature all Their inspiration, hers the sympathy Which spurs them on to any great endeavor, To them the […]

Teatro Bambino. Dublin, N. H. How still it is! Sunshine itself here falls In quiet shafts of light through the high trees Which, arching, make a […]

The Bungler You glow in my heart Like the flames of uncontrolled candles. But when I go to warm my hands, My clumsiness overturns the light, […]

The Crescent Moon Slipping softly through the sky Little horned, happy moon, Can you hear me up so high? Will you come down soon? On my […]

The End Throughout the echoing chambers of my brain I hear your words in mournful cadence toll Like some slow passing-bell which warns the soul Of […]

The Fool Errant The Fool Errant sat by the highway of life And his gaze wandered up and his gaze wandered down, A vigorous youth, but […]

The Fruit Garden Path The path runs straight between the flowering rows, A moonlit path, hemmed in by beds of bloom, Where phlox and marigolds dispute […]