"Have you news of my boy Jack? "Not this tide."When d'you think that he'll come back?"Not with this wind blowing, and this tide. "Has any one else had word of him?"Not this tide.For what is sunk will hardly swim,Not with this wind blowing, and this tide. "Oh, dear, what comfort can I find?"None this tide,Nor … Continue reading Poem – “My Boy Jack”
Poems
Poem – “A Garden”
There’s an ancient, ancient garden that I see sometimes in dreams,Where the very Maytime sunlight plays and glows with spectral gleams;Where the gaudy-tinted blossoms seem to wither into grey,And the crumbling walls and pillars waken thoughts of yesterday.There are vines in nooks and crannies, and there’s moss about the pool,And the tangled weedy thicket chokes … Continue reading Poem – “A Garden”
Poem – “I Hear America Singing”
I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear;Those of mechanics - each one singing his, as it should be, blithe and strong;The carpenter singing his, as he measures his plank and beam;The mason singing his, as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work;The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat - the deckhand … Continue reading Poem – “I Hear America Singing”
Poem – “The Planets”
Lady LUNA, in light canoe,By friths and shallows of fretted cloudlandCruises monthly; with chrism of dewsAnd drench of dream, a drizzling glamour,Enchants us–the cheat! changing sometimeA mind to madness, melancholy pale,Bleached with gazing on her blank count’nanceOrb’d and ageless. In earth’s bosomThe shower of her rays, sharp-feathered lightReaching downward, ripens silver,Forming and fashioning female brightness,–Metal … Continue reading Poem – “The Planets”
Poetry – “Acquainted with the Night”
I have been one acquainted with the night.I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane.I have passed by the watchman on his beatAnd dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. I have stood still and stopped the sound of feetWhen far … Continue reading Poetry – “Acquainted with the Night”
Poem – “The Donkey”
When fishes flew and forests walked And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the moon was blood Then surely I was born. With monstrous head and sickening cry And ears like errant wings, The devil's walking parody On all four-footed things. The tattered outlaw of the earth, Of ancient crooked will; Starve, scourge, deride … Continue reading Poem – “The Donkey”
Poem – “Elegy in a Country Churchyard”
The men that worked for EnglandThey have their graves at home:And bees and birds of EnglandAbout the cross can roam. But they that fought for England,Following a falling star,Alas, alas for EnglandThey have their graves afar. And they that rule in England,In stately conclave met,Alas, alas for England,They have no graves as yet.-G.K. Chesterton
Poetry – ‘Sonnet 61’
Is it thy will thy image should keep openMy heavy eyelids to the weary night?Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken,While shadows like to thee do mock my sight?Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee So far from home into my deeds to pry,To find out shames and idle hours in me,The … Continue reading Poetry – ‘Sonnet 61’
Poem – “Lilly Pond”
"O for a heart likeThe lotus that springs stainlessFrom the mud, the dewOn its leaves like precious gems.”-Sojo Henjo
Poem – “The Rainy Day”
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;It rains, and the wind is never weary;The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,But at every gust the dead leaves fall,And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;It rains, and the wind is never weary;My thoughts still cling to the … Continue reading Poem – “The Rainy Day”
Serpent's Den 