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Book: A Few Figs from Thistles

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  • The Unexplorer
    There was a road ran past our house
    Too lovely to explore.
    6 lines
  • Thursday
    And if I loved you Wednesday,
    Well, what is that to you?
    8 lines, 2 comments
  • The Singing-Woman From The Wood's Edge
    What should I be but a prophet and a liar,
    Whose mother was a leprechaun, whose father was a friar?
    44 lines
  • To Kathleen
    Still must the poet as of old,
    In barren attic bleak and cold,
    8 lines
  • Portrait By A Neighbour
    Before she has her floor swept
    Or her dishes done,
    23 lines
  • The Philosopher
    And what are you that, wanting you,
    I should be kept awake
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • From: A Few Figs From Thistles
    Oh, think not I am faithful to a vow!
    Faithless am I am save to love's self alone.
    13 lines
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