Climbing
High up in the apple tree climbing I go, With the sky above me, the earth below. Each branch is […]
High up in the apple tree climbing I go, With the sky above me, the earth below. Each branch is […]
Before me lies a mass of shapeless days, Unseparated atoms, and I must Sort them apart and live them. Sifted […]
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the […]
Study in Whites Wax-white Floor, ceiling, walls. Ivory shadows Over the pavement Polished to cream surfaces By constant sweeping. The […]
What charm is yours, you faded old-world tapestries, Of outworn, childish mysteries, Vague pageants woven on a web of dream! […]
Tang of fruitage in the air; Red boughs bursting everywhere; Shimmering of seeded grass; Hooded gentians all a’mass. Warmth of […]
How long shall I tarnish the mirror of life, A spatter of rust on its polished steel! The seasons reel […]
Some men there are who find in nature all Their inspiration, hers the sympathy Which spurs them on to any […]
Life is a stream On which we strew Petal by petal the flower of our heart; The end lost in […]
I pray to be the tool which to your hand Long use has shaped and moulded till it be Apt […]
Be patient with you? When the stooping sky Leans down upon the hills And tenderly, as one who soothing stills […]
It winds along the face of a cliff This path which I long to explore, And over it dashes a […]
After a Print by George Cruikshank It was a gusty night, With the wind booming, and swooping, Looping round corners, […]
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven […]
Cross-hatchings of rain against grey walls, Slant lines of black rain In front of the up and down, wet stone […]