The Wraith ‘What are you doing here, woman? Why are you here?’ ‘This is the world, I am a human being, I belong here.’ ‘What are you doing here, woman? Why is your head not covered?’ ‘My head is covered, How it was made, With grey hair and sorrow.’ ‘What are you doing here, woman? You’re not allowed out on ...

A young maiden, ang’lic beauty, half my age, Sitting long hours with me Knee to knee; Hurls on pebbles to the rotting water pool; Agitates the age-old calm Of the surface of the pond; Raises ripples in the filthy, stinking flood That chase each other in lazy close sequence To the utmost marshy bounds. Hibernated frogs and toads in the ...

Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove, That Valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields. And we will sit upon the Rocks, Seeing the Shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow Rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing Madrigals. And I will make thee beds of Roses And a thousand ...

Hallucination My eyes slither on a glittering frame That encloses photograph of my sweetheart. My scattered words will render her true fame Blown by media like embers from a hearth. I am followed by her twinkling brown eyes Where ever I step across the room. I wonder whether she can hear the cries That arise from my burning soul in ...

Come, my friends, ’Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven, that which we ...

  Was this the face that launch’d a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it flies! Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not ...