1 You said 'The world is going back to Paganism'.Oh bright Vision! I saw our dynasty in the bar of the HouseSpill from their tumblers a libation to the Erinyes,And Leavis with Lord Russell wreathed in flowers, heralded with flutes,Leading white bulls to the cathedral of the solemn MusesTo pay where due the glory of … Continue reading Poem – “Cliche Came Out of its Cage”
Poetry
Poem – “An American”
(The American Spirit speaks:) IF the Led Striker call it a strike,Or the papers call it a war,They know not much what I am like,Nor what he is, my Avatar. Through many roads, by me possessed,He shambles forth in cosmic guise;He is the Jester and the Jest,And he the Text himself applies. The Celt is … Continue reading Poem – “An American”
Poem – “CSA”
Do we weep for the heroes who died for us,Who living were true and tried for us,And dying sleep side by side for us; The Martyr-band That hallowed our landWith the blood they shed in a tide for us? Ah! fearless on many a day for usThey stood in front of the fray for us,And held the … Continue reading Poem – “CSA”
Poem – “Ode for July Fourth 1917”
As Columbia’s brave scions, in anger array’d,Once defy’d a proud monarch and built a new nation;’Gainst their brothers of Britain unsheath’d the sharp bladeThat hath ne’er met defeat nor endur’d desecration;So must we in this hourShow our valour and pow’r,And dispel the black perils that over us low’r:Whilst the sons of Britannia, no longer our … Continue reading Poem – “Ode for July Fourth 1917”
Poem – “Thou Shalt Not Kill”
I had grown weary of him; of his breathAnd hands and features I was sick to death.Each day I heard the same dull voice and tread;I did not hate him: but I wished him dead.And he must with his blank face fill my life-Then my brain blackened; and I snatched a knife. But ere I … Continue reading Poem – “Thou Shalt Not Kill”
Poem – “Kaa’s Hunting”
His spots are the joy of the Leopard: his horns are the Buffalo's pride.Be clean, for the strength of the hunter is known by the gloss of his hide.If ye find that the bullock can toss you, or the heavy-browed Sambhur can gore;Ye need not stop work to inform us: we knew it ten seasons … Continue reading Poem – “Kaa’s Hunting”
Poem – “It Is Not Always May”
No hay pajaros en los nidos de antano.-Spanish proverb The sun is bright, - the air is clear,The darting swallows soar and sing,And from the stately elms I hearThe bluebird prophesying Spring. So blue yon winding river flows,It seems an outlet from the sky,Where, waiting till the west wind blows,The freighted clouds at anchor lie. … Continue reading Poem – “It Is Not Always May”
Poem – “A Lecture Upon the Shadow”
Stand still, and I will read to theeA lecture, Love, in love's philosophy.These three hours that we have spentIn walking here, two shadows wentAlong with us, which we ourselves produced;But, now the sun is just above our head,We do those shadows tread;And to brave clearness all things are reduced.So whilst our infant loves did grow,Disguises … Continue reading Poem – “A Lecture Upon the Shadow”
Poem – “Forms of Heroes”
Ye Forms of Heroes slumb'ring here,Beneath these tombstones cold and drear,On which the moss of age has slept,Since one fond heart has o'er you wept,Oh tell me, if a Mortal's prayer,Can ever wake your spirits, whereThey sleep the dark dread sleep of death.Tell me if now the laurel wreath,Which Glory twin'd around your head,Can wake … Continue reading Poem – “Forms of Heroes”
Poem – “Providence”
Where bay and river tranquil blend,And leafy hillsides rise,The spires of Providence ascendAgainst the ancient skies. Here centuried domes of shining goldSalute the morning’s glare,While slanting gables, odd and old,Are scatter’d here and there. And in the narrow winding waysThat climb o’er slope and crest,The magic of forgotten daysMay still be found to rest. A … Continue reading Poem – “Providence”
Serpent's Den 