Author: John Davidson

‘O WHICH is the last rose?’ A blossom of no name. At midnight the snow came; At daybreak a vast […]

There is a dish to hold the sea, A brazier to contain the sun, A compass for the galaxy, A […]

‘Who affirms that crystals are alive?’ I affirm it, let who will deny: Crystals are engendered, wax and thrive, Wane […]

THE boat is chafing at our long delay, And we must leave too soon The spicy sea-pinks and the inborne […]

In anguish we uplift A new unhallowed song: The race is to the swift; The battle to the strong. Of […]

The war of words is done; The red-lipped cannon speak; The battle has begun. The web your speeches spun Tears […]

I hang about the streets all day, At night I hang about; I sleep a little when I may, But […]

‘A letter from my love to-day! Oh, unexpected, dear appeal!’ She struck a happy tear away, And broke the crimson […]

I couldn’t touch a stop and turn a screw, And set the blooming world a-work for me, Like such as […]

A monster taught To come to hand Amain, As swift as thought Across the land The train. The song it […]

When the pods went pop on the broom, green broom, And apples began to be golden-skinn’d, We harbour’d a stag […]

As I went down to Dymchurch Wall, I heard the South sing o’er the land I saw the yellow sunlight […]