Monthly Archives: January 2013

If MY Verses Had Wings (based on a translation of Victor Hugo’s poem by Carrington [1895])

Songs as sweet as a soft bird’s wings To your flowery lawn should fly, If my verses caught such wings— Wings of birds that waft the sky. Like the spark that outward springs They would light your secret path, If … Continue reading

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Leaf On Water (inspired by Bob Tracy’s painting)

O Mirroring waters, blue with sky, May I, dead leaf, upon you lie? I fall, I sail—a fiery flight! In glorious gold I come—Goodnight! O living leaf that leaves to fly, You are my one, my own sun eye. Your … Continue reading

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My Dear

My Dear, I offer you the earth within this flower; The sea is in my sparkling, happy tears; This moment’s an eternity of hours; The great high sun right through my eye appears. My dear, I give spring’s breezes with … Continue reading

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Dawn of Day (borrowing a line and stanza form from the 19th century French poet Gouffe)

The dawn of day Strikes up fire on towers high, On higher jets that trail away With passengers that none can stay, For joy comes charging down the sky With dawn of day! The dawn of day Sees plumy steam … Continue reading

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Eternity

One day, intent more life to see, I walked into eternity. The sun was bright, my breath was strong, With open mouth I sang my song. And that was it, time’s total time— My lips well met in matchless rhyme!

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When Lenders Fly

Oh, many came from far and wide, All times of night and day, To borrow from the usurer, And gain some instant pay. Oh, he grew very rich, did he, And very proud likewise, Until one shouted “Blashemy! We’ll cut … Continue reading

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If One Could

If one could sing one’s soul with ringing rhyme In measures made to move in perfect time; If one could capture one’s most inner light And brush it on a canvas pure and bright; If one could sculpt one’s mind … Continue reading

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