Helen Hoyt

Poems (5)

• Ellis Park

  Little park that I pass through, / I carry off a piece of you …

• Rain at Night

  Are you awake? Do you hear the rain? / How rushingly it strikes upon the ground, …

• Since I Have Felt the Sense of Death

  Since i have felt the sense of death, / Since I have borne its dread, its fear— …

• The Lover Sings of a Garden

  Oh, beautiful are the flowers of your garden, / The flowers of your garden are fair: …

• The New-Born

  I have heard them in the night— / The cry of their fear, …