I count the days until I see you,… But the days only. I dare not reckon up the nights an… I shall be lonely. But when at last I meet you, dear…

I have two wings To raise me to the skies. Withouten these My soul could never rise. My shining friends,

I have a sister whom God gave to… He formed her out of trouble and t… Like Aphrodite, she came to me fu… Oh, I am blest forever with a sis…

The lilies in the garden walk Are out today. The nuns all came to look at them, To look and say They wouldn’t last to deck the cri…

We’ve a room That we call home, With a bed in it, And a table And some chairs,

He has a fairy wife. He does not know her. She is the heart of the storm, Of the clouds that lower. And as the clouds are torn

Sometimes the skirts I push throu… Spread circlewise, strong petalled… And look for the rapt moment of a… Like Buddha’s robe. And I, caught up out of the workr…

You may have other loves, Red mouths to kiss. Why should you lose That loveliness for this? No loveliness of mine

Every night I hurry home to see If a letter’s there from you to me… Every night I bow my head and say… ‘There’s no word at all from him t…

Pat wasn’t Pat last night at all. He was the rain, The Spring, Young Dionysus, white and warm, Lilac and everything.

This morning I got up before the… Had seized the hill, And scrambled heart-hot, noisy, pa… In sleep laid still. There they lay helpless under the…

I like the riders Clad in rose and blue; Their colours glitter And their horses too. Swift go the riders

They used to say Our mother brought us up like hot-… From day to day Such wondrous cares were ours Her love inspired.

I am making great big skirts For great big women’€” Amazons who’ve fed and slept Themselves inhuman. Such long skirts, not less than tw…

I thought I heard something move… When I was alone in bed. And I was afraid . . . and I was… I lay—I quaked for dread. Then all of a sudden the rain bega…