Digital Anthology: Wheels

Cul-de-Sac   There flickers one small yellow flameBlown by a fretful breezeThat casts small shadows on the groundTo dance between ...
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Sugar for the Birds               I.         Singerie   Summer afternoon ...
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Home Thoughts in Laventie Green gardens in Laventie!Soldiers only know the streetWhere the mud is churned and splashed aboutBy battle-wending ...
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In Bad Taste The platitudinous multitude advance,They tear their hair and speak with bated breath,And some are young—tho' prematurely aged,And ...
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The Merry-Go-Round The machine is ready to start. The symbolic beastsgrow resty, curvetting where they stand at their placesin the ...
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Question And afterwards, when honour has made good,And all you think you fight for shall take place,A late rejoicing to ...
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Trumpets Woven from the tangled hair of cometsOn the never-ceasing shuttles of the wind,Night, thick Tabernacle for the sun, is ...
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Hard of Hearing Once in April waysI heard the cuckoo call.Among more withering daysHaulms twitched and clicked with heat.I heard ...
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Wheels I sometimes think that all our thoughts are wheelsRolling forever through the painted world,Moved by the cunning of a ...
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A Terre. (Being the philosophy of many soldiers). Sit on the bed, I'm blind, and three parts shell, Be careful; ...
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Subjective Odyssey In the cool of eveningI and myself go voyaging,Seeking a ghoul-grotesquerie, a sublimatedIntensified paradisal PiccadillyCircus with its half-past-one-a.m.Denizens—doxies ...
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A Picture She sat within the dappling shadeThat flickered o'er the forest glade,The listening birches shadows made. In that still ...
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The Mother I. Our dreams create the babes we bear;Our beauty goes to make them fair.We give them all we ...
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The Crocodile Discourses I do not find it written in my slimeThat God is Love; yet He is very good;For ...
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Corpse-DayJuly 19th, 1919 Dusk floated up from the earth beneath,Held in the arms of the evening wind—The evening wind that ...
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Barouches Noires It was when I was sitting by the side of the lake, By the side of a lake ...
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The Exile I am kept with walls of iron from the place Where once the beechen shadow-trelissed lane Held visions ...
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Confessional I could explain The complicated lore that drags the soul From what shall profit him To gild damnation with ...
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Apricot Jam Beneath the dancing glancing green The tea is spread, amid the sheen of pinceneze (glints of thought); thus ...
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Theatre of Varieties Circle on circle the hanging gardens descend, Slope from the upper darkness, each flower face Open, turned ...
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Laughing Lions Will come The prophet from his desert cave Listens to the sound of water Lapping with tongues the ...
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Envious Youth I am not old enough to claim the privilege of years, To sit apart and say to youth— ...
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Zeppelins: I The startling thunder bursting from a gun : How swift runs Fear, quicksilver that is freed ! Now ...
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Rag-time The lamps glow here and there, then echo down The vast deserted vistas of the town :— Each light ...
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From the Balcony: Multitudes Beneath the midnight skies, grown copper-cold, On titan-stairways like the world's great cause Unmeaning endlessness,—processions pause ...
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Clerk's Song After the office hours chime away And hurrying souls drift homeward, one by one The long shadows that ...
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Elan Vital I lay in the tepid mud Grey-drab, bubbling here and there with steam, A cell Rebellious, derisive of ...
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Aberrantry Go forth, my song's antithesis, Make a loud claim, acclaim your claim Beyond the Word's periphrasis. Perchance unwisdom, sensing ...
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Sonnet I am numb through with the coldness of thwart men; Not angry men, unconcerned or shy, Scant of love, ...
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"The Great Adventure" To the memory of E.W.T. One said,—'Death is a great adventure.' It may be so. Yet being ...
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Sonnet This is no time for prayers or words or song. With folded hands we sit and slowly stare. The ...
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"Outskirts" The gold voice of the sunset was most clearly in the air As I wandered through the outskirts of ...
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"Gothic" Sharp spires pierce upwards, and the clouds are full of tumbling bells. Reckless, break-neck, head over heels down an ...
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"Stopping Place" In highly-varnished noisy heat As through a lens that does not fit— The faces jolt in cubes and ...
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"The Ambush" Wild one, wild one, fleeing through the woods, Your skin is rent with thorns, dark fear is in ...
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"Church Parade" The flattened sea is harsh and blue— Lies stiff beneath—one tone, one hue, While concertina waves unfold The ...
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"Fleecing Time" Queen Venus, like a bunch of roses, Fat and pink that splashed dew closes, Underneath dark mulberry trees, ...
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"The Soldiers"  At first with fruit and flowers and drink They went, libated; festal day When demigods in columns swing ...
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"Black Velvet" The darkness of the trees at deep midnight, And sombreness of shadows in the lake; A mountain in ...
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"The Complex Life" I know it to be true that those who live As do the grasses and the lilies ...
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"New Saints" Christ Communist, accept these latest Saints following the antique way, Liebknecht, who scorned kings and the greatest, And ...
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"I" Now the gold goes trickling out of the sunset, Leaving blue and the deep slumbering red : (Beautiful, calm ...
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