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Behold, I have taken at thy hands immortal wineThe fume whereof is ecstasy of perfect pain,Which is more sweet than flowers unknown uttered of rain,More potent than the fumbling might of the brute of brine.Lo, my pale soul is blown…
Auf wiedersehen! We part a little while,Friends alway, till what time we meet again.Of this our life, the hours of sun and rain,No palest flower the future can beguile;Then let him frown his frown or smile his smile!There are some…
Let us lie here in the disturbing grass,And slowly grow together under the skySucked frail by Spring,whose meat is thou,and I,This hurrying tree,and yonder pausing massHitched to time scarcely,eager to surpassSpace:for the day decides;O let us lieReceiving deepness,Hearing,over The poised,rushing…
You are tired,(I think)Of the always puzzle of living and doing;And so am I. Come with me, then,And we’ll leave it far and far away—(Only you and I, understand!) You have played,(I think)And broke the toys you were fondest of,And…
When thou art dead,dead,and far from the splendid sin,And the fleshless soul whines at the steep of the last abyssTo leave forever its heart acold in an earthy bed, When, forth of the body which loved my body,the soul-withinComes,naked from…
Moon-in-the-Trees,The old canoe awaits you.He is not, as you know, afraid of the dark,And has unaided captured many stars. The same tent expects your coming,Moon-in-the-Trees.You remember how the spruce smelled sweetWhen the dawn was full of little birds? In the…
After your poppied hair inauguratesTwilight, with earnest of what pleading pearls;After the carnal vine your beauty curlsUpon me, with such tingling opiatesAs immobile my literal flesh awaits;Ere the attent wind spiritual whirlsUpward the murdered throstles and the merlesOf that prompt…
I love youFor your little,startled,thoughtless ways,For your ponderings,like soft dark birds,And when you speak ’tis a sudden sunlight. I love youFor your wide child eyes,and fluttering hands,For the little divinities your wrists,And the beautiful mysteries your fingers. I love you.Does…
DEDICATION The white rose my soulIs blown upon the ways.Over the high earthValleys bring it forth, And it is found upon mountains.The white rose my soul Knoweth all windsand wings, All nests, all songs,With each smiling star,And every graceful day.…
What is thy mouth to me?A cup of sorrowful incense,A tree of keen leaves,An eager high ship,A quiver of superb arrows. What is thy breast to me?A flower of new prayer,A poem of firm light,A well of cool birds,A drawn…