Poems

To the Fair Clarinda Who made love to me, Imagin’d more than woman. Fair lovely Maid, or if that Title be Too weak, too Feminine for […]

A January Morning The glittering roofs are still with frost; each worn Black chimney builds into the quiet sky Its curling pile to crumble silently. Far […]

A Niagara Landscape Heavy with haze that merges and melts free Into the measureless depth on either hand, The full day rests upon the luminous land […]

A Sunset at Les Eboulements Broad shadows fall. On all the mountain side The scythe-swept fields are silent. Slowly home By the long beach the high-piled […]

A Thunderstorm A moment the wild swallows like a flight Of withered gust-caught leaves, serenely high, Toss in the windrack up the muttering sky. The leaves […]

After Rain For three whole days across the sky, In sullen packs that loomed and broke, With flying fringes dim as smoke, The columns of the […]

April in the Hills To-day the world is wide and fair With sunny fields of lucid air, And waters dancing everywhere; The snow is almost gone; […]

April Night How deep the April night is in its noon, The hopeful, solemn, many-murmured night! The earth lies hushed with expectation; bright Above the world’s […]

At the Long Sault: May, 1660 Under the day-long sun there is life and mirth In the working earth, And the wonderful moon shines bright Through […]

Comfort of the Fields What would’st thou have for easement after grief, When the rude world hath used thee with despite, And care sits at thine […]