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1. Lord of my Heart's Elation Lord of my heart’s elation, Spirit of things unseen, Be thou my aspiration Consuming and serene! Bear up, bear out, […]...
2. Veni Creator I LORD of the grass and hill, Lord of the rain, White Overlord of will, Master of pain, I who […]...
3. Heritage Now the dead past seems vividly alive, And in this shining moment I can trace, Down through the vista of […]...
4. The Poet Words flow onto paper like rain, forming giant rivers Of unseen lands. The very force guides us along a journey […]...
5. Impromptu, to Lady Winchelsea In vain you boast Poetic Names of yore, And cite those Sapho’s we admire no more: Fate doom’d the Fall […]...
6. Buckingham Palace They’re changing guard at Buckingham Palace – Christopher Robin went down with Alice. Alice is marrying one of the guard. […]...
7. Good Friday O my chief good, How shall I measure out thy blood? How shall I count what thee befell, And each […]...
8. "How Great My Grief" (Triolet) How great my grief, my joys how few, Since first it was my fate to know thee! – Have the […]...
9. 1914 IV: The Dead These hearts were woven of human joys and cares, Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth. The years had given […]...
10. Forever at His side to walk Forever at His side to walk The smaller of the two! Brain of His Brain Blood of His Blood Two […]...
11. Be Angry At San Pedro I say to my woman, “Jeffers was A great poet. think of a title Like Be Angry At The Sun. […]...
12. Psalm 150 v.1,2,6 C. M. A song of praise. In God’s own house pronounce his praise, His grace he there reveals; To […]...
13. Psalm 147 part 2 Summer and winter. A Song for Great Britain. O Britain, praise thy mighty God, And make his honors known abroad, […]...
14. All Night, All Night “I have been one acquainted with the night” – Robert Frost Rode in the train all night, in the sick […]...
15. The Death of Grandfather We waited commonly for sleep or even death. The instances were wearisome as ages. But suddenly the wind’s refreshing breath […]...
16. Unlyric Love Song It is time to give that-of-myself which I could not at first: To offer you now at last my least […]...
17. An excerpt from "Mass for the Day of St. Thomas Didymus&quot iiGloria Praise the wet snow Falling early. Praise the shadow My neighor’s chimney casts on the tile roof Even this […]...
18. The missing the way loss seeps Into neck hollows And curls at temples Sits between front teeth Cavity Empty and waiting For […]...
19. Dedication MY first gift and my last, to you I dedicate this fascicle of songs – The only wealth I have: […]...
20. Five Towns on the B. & O BY day… tireless smokestacks… hungry smoky shanties hanging to the slopes… crooning: We get by, that’s all. By night… all […]...
21. John Horace Burleson I won the prize essay at school Here in the village, And published a novel before I was twenty-five. I […]...
22. The Sonnets To Orpheus: XIX Though the world keeps changing its form As fast as a cloud, still What is accomplished falls home To the […]...
23. Psalm XXXIV: Lord, I Will Bless Thee Lord, I will bless thee all my days, Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue; My soul shall glory in […]...
24. Summer has two Beginnings Summer has two Beginnings Beginning once in June Beginning in October Affectingly again Without, perhaps, the Riot But graphicker for […]...
25. Dream Song 36: The high ones die, die. They die The high ones die, die. They die. You look up and who’s there? €”Easy, easy, Mr Bones. I is on […]...
26. The Little Box The little box gets her first teeth And her little length Little width little emptiness And all the rest she […]...
27. Addiction What have I became in this false fantasy? Thriving on something sweet, submerging into another world. Without it I tumble […]...
28. When the Rose is Faded When the rose is faded, Memory may still dwell on Her beauty shadowed, And the sweet smell gone. That vanishing […]...
29. Divine Device Would it be loss or gain To hapless human-kind If we could feel no pain Of body or of mind? […]...
30. Walt Whitman The master-songs are ended, and the man That sang them is a name. And so is God A name; and […]...
31. The Mole Said he: “I’ll dive deep in the Past, And write a book of direful days When summer skies were overcast […]...
32. Withered Grave Forever yours My dearly beloved one Carved in stone, many years ago. Underneath those loving words, a resting body Far […]...
33. Grief is a Mouse Grief is a Mouse And chooses Wainscot in the Breast For His Shy House And baffles quest Grief is a […]...
34. The Red Blaze is the Morning The Red Blaze is the Morning The Violet is Noon The Yellow Day is falling And after that is none […]...
35. As Once The Winged Energy Of Delight As once the winged energy of delight Carried you over childhood’s dark abysses, Now beyond your own life build the […]...
36. Psalm 107 part 2 Correction for sin, and release by prayer. From age to age exalt his name; God and his grace are still […]...
37. Philology Recapitulates Ontology, Poetry Is Ontology Faithful to your commandments, o consciousness, o Holy bird of words soaring ever whether to nothingness or to inconceivable fulfillment […]...
38. Bonnie Dundee in 1878 Oh, Bonnie Dundee! I will sing in thy praise A few but true simple lays, Regarding some of your beauties […]...
39. THE OLD CLOCK ON THE STAIRS L’eternite est une pendule, dont le balancier dit et redit sans Cesse ces deux mots seulement dans le silence des […]...
40. At leisure is the Soul At leisure is the Soul That gets a Staggering Blow The Width of Life before it spreads Without a thing […]...