Love Poems – Page 109
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Storm Fear
When the wind works against us in the dark, / And pelts with snow / The lower chamber window on the east, … -
Going for Water
The well was dry beside the door, / And so we went with pail and can / Across the fields behind the house … -
The Code-Heroics
There were three in the meadow by the brook, / Gathering up windrows, piling haycocks up, / With an eye always lifted toward the west, … -
To a Captive Crane
Ho, brother! Art thou prisoned too? / Is thy heart hot with restless pain? / I heard the call thy bugle blew … -
The Mountains are a Lonely Folk
The mountains they are silent folk / They stand afar—alone, / And the clouds that kiss their brows at night … -
Magic
Within my hand I hold / A piece of lichen-spotted stone— / Each fleck red-gold— … -
Color
A blue-black Nubian plucking oranges / At Jaffa by a sea of malachite, / In red tarboosh, green sash, and flowing white … -
Oblivion
Near the great pyramid, unshadowed, white, / With apex piercing the white noon-day blaze. / Swathed in white robes beneath the blinding rays … -
Tenants
Suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways, / We came upon the little house asleep / In cold blind stillness, shadowless and deep, … -
Gold
All day the mallet thudded far below / My garret, in an old ramshackle shed / Where ceaselessly, with stiffly nodding head …
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