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  • The dark is thrown
    Back from the brightness, like hair
    31 lines
  • We have struck the regions wherein we are keel or reef.
    The wind breaks over us,
    15 lines
  • Here, in the withered arbor, like the arrested wind,
    Straight sides, carven knees,
    18 lines
  • I do not know where either of us can turn
    Just at first, waking from the sleep of each other.
    18 lines
  • To me, one silly task is like another.
    I bare the shambling tricks of lust and pride.
    7 lines
  • When beauty breaks and falls asunder
    I feel no grief for it, but wonder.
    10 lines
  • What body can be ploughed,
    Sown, and broken yearly?
    18 lines
  • It is yourself you seek
    In a long rage,
    20 lines
  • You have put your two hands upon me, and your mouth,
    You have said my name as a prayer.
    23 lines
  • In fear of the rich mouth
    I kissed the thin,--
    12 lines
  • She has no need to fear the fall
    Of harvest from the laddered reach
    12 lines
  • At midnight tears
    Run in your ears.
    1 lines
  • This youth too long has heard the break
    Of waters in a land of change.
    18 lines
  • Nothing was remembered, nothing forgotten.
    When we awoke, wagons were passing on the warm summer pavements,
    36 lines
  • Come, let us tell the weeds in ditches
    How we are poor, who once had riches,
    12 lines
  • She has attained the permanence
        She dreamed of, where old stones lie sunning.
    8 lines
  • I had come to the house, in a cave of trees,
    Facing a sheer sky.
    21 lines
  • Since you would claim the sources of my thought
    Recall the meshes whence it sprang unlimed,
    14 lines
  • All night the cocks crew, under a moon like day,
    And I, in the cage of sleep, on a stranger's breast,
    8 lines
  • Now that I know
    How passion warms little
    8 lines
  • O God, in the dream the terrible horse began
    To paw at the air, and make for me with his blows,
    16 lines
  • I’ve come to give you fruit from out my orchard,
    Of wide report.
    32 lines, 1 comment
  • Now that I have your face by heart, I look
    Less at its features than its darkening frame
    27 lines
  • Up from the bronze, I saw
    Water without a flaw
    15 lines
  • Women have no wilderness in them,
    They are provident instead,
    23 lines, 1 comment
  • I burned my life, that I might find
    A passion wholly of the mind,
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • Men loved wholly beyond wisdom
    Have the staff without the banner.
    13 lines, 1 comment
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