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Book: Amores

  • A Baby Asleep after Pain
    As a drenched, drowned bee
    Hangs numb and heavy from a bending flower,
    15 lines
  • A Baby Running Barefoot
    When the bare feet of the baby beat across the grass
    The little white feet nod like white flowers in the wind,
    14 lines
  • After Many Days
    I wonder if with you, as it is with me,
    If under your slipping words, that easily flow
    16 lines
  • Lotus Hurt by the Cold
    How many times, like lotus lilies risen
    Upon the surface of a river, there
    19 lines
  • A Love Song
    Reject me not if I should say to you
    I do forget the sounding of your voice,
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • Troth with the Dead
    The moon is broken in twain, and half a moon
    Before me lies on the still, pale floor of the sky;
    17 lines
  • Anxiety
    The hoar-frost crumbles in the sun,
    The crisping steam of a train
    14 lines
  • The Punisher
    I have fetched the tears up out of the little wells,
    Scooped them up with small, iron words,
    26 lines
  • A Passing Bell
    Mournfully to and fro, to and fro the trees are waving;
    What did you say, my dear?
    23 lines
  • In Trouble and Shame
    I look at the swaling sunset
    And wish I could go also
    15 lines
  • A Spiritual Woman
    Close your eyes, my love, let me make you blind;
    They have taught you to see
    19 lines
  • The Mystic Blue
    Out of the darkness, fretted sometimes in its sleeping,
    Jets of sparks in fountains of blue come leaping
    20 lines
  • At the Window
    The pine-trees bend to listen to the autumn wind as it mutters
    Something which sets the black poplars ashake with hysterical laughter;
    11 lines, 1 comment
  • Silence
    Since I lost you I am silence-haunted,
    Sounds wave their little wings
    19 lines
  • A Winter's Tale
    Yesterday the fields were only grey with scattered snow,
    And now the longest grass-leaves hardly emerge;
    14 lines
  • In a Boat
    See the stars, love,
    In the water much clearer and brighter
    29 lines
  • Ballad of Another Ophelia
    Oh the green glimmer of apples in the orchard,
    Lamps in a wash of rain!
    39 lines
  • Liaison
    A big bud of moon hangs out of the twilight,
    Star-spiders spinning their thread
    34 lines
  • Blue
    The earth again like a ship steams out of the dark sea over
    The edge of the blue, and the sun stands up to see us glide
    57 lines
  • Mating
    Round clouds roll in the arms of the wind,
    The round earth rolls in a clasp of blue sky,
    53 lines, 1 comment
  • Brooding Grief
    A yellow leaf from the darkness
    Hops like a frog before me.
    10 lines
  • Perfidy
    Hollow rang the house when I knocked on the door,
    And I lingered on the threshold with my hand
    32 lines
  • Brother and Sister
    The shorn moon trembling indistinct on her path,
    Frail as a scar upon the pale blue sky,
    34 lines
  • Restlessness
    At the open door of the room I stand and look at the night,
    Hold my hand to catch the raindrops, that slant into sight,
    43 lines
  • Discipline
    It is stormy, and raindrops cling like silver bees to the pane,
    The thin sycamores in the playground are swinging with flattened leaves;
    44 lines
  • Study
    Somewhere the long mellow note of the blackbird
    Quickens the unclasping hands of hazel,
    28 lines
  • Discord in Childhood
    Outside the house an ash-tree hung its terrible whips,
    And at night when the wind arose, the lash of the tree
    9 lines, 1 comment
  • Virgin Youth
    Now and again
    All my body springs alive,
    22 lines
  • Dissolute
    Many years have I still to burn, detained
    Like a candle flame on this body; but I enshine
    9 lines
  • The Inheritance
    Since you did depart
    Out of my reach, my darling,
    41 lines
  • Dolor of Autumn
    The acrid scents of autumn,
    Reminiscent of slinking beasts, make me fear
    34 lines
  • Irony
    Always, sweetheart,
    Carry into your room the blossoming boughs of cherry,
    17 lines
  • Dreams Nascent
    My world is a painted fresco, where coloured shapes
    Of old, ineffectual lives linger blurred and warm;
    50 lines, 2 comments
  • Listening
    I listen to the stillness of you,
    My dear, among it all;
    29 lines
  • Dreams Old
    I have opened the window to warm my hands on the sill
    Where the sunlight soaks in the stone: the afternoon
    30 lines
  • Malade
    The sick grapes on the chair by the bed lie prone; at the window
    The tassel of the blind swings gently, tapping the pane,
    20 lines
  • Drunk
    Too far away, oh love, I know,
    To save me from this haunted road,
    74 lines
  • Monologue of a Mother
    This is the last of all, this is the last!
    I must hold my hands, and turn my face to the fire,
    48 lines
  • Elegy
    Since I lost you, my darling, the sky has come near,
    And I am of it, the small sharp stars are quite near,
    13 lines
  • Patience
    A wind comes from the north
    Blowing little flocks of birds
    14 lines
  • The End
    If I could have put you in my heart,
    If but I could have wrapped you in myself,
    18 lines, 2 comments
  • The Prophet
    Ah, my darling, when over the purple horizon shall loom
    The shrouded mother of a new idea, men hide their faces,
    4 lines
  • The Enkindled Spring
    This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green,
    Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes,
    14 lines
  • Reproach
    Had I but known yesterday,
    Helen, you could discharge the ache
    27 lines
  • Epilogue
    Patience, little Heart.
    One day a heavy, June-hot woman
    14 lines
  • Scent Of Irises
    A faint, sickening scent of irises
    Persists all morning. Here in a jar on the table
    41 lines
  • Excursion
    I wonder, can the night go by;
    Can this shot arrow of travel fly
    47 lines
  • Sorrow
    Why does the thin grey strand
    Floating up from the forgotten
    14 lines
  • Firelight and Nightfall
    The darkness steals the forms of all the queens,
    But oh, the palms of his two black hands are red,
    14 lines
  • Submergence
    When along the pavement,
    Palpitating flames of life,
    16 lines
  • Grey Evening
    When you went, how was it you carried with you
    My missal book of fine, flamboyant hours?
    24 lines
  • The Virgin Mother
    My little love, my darling,
    You were a doorway to me;
    41 lines
  • The Hands of the Betrothed
    Her tawny eyes are onyx of thoughtlessness,
    Hardened they are like gems in ancient modesty;
    54 lines
  • Week-Night Service
    The five old bells
    Are hurrying and eagerly calling,
    35 lines

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