Your mind and mine are such great… Have freed themselves from cautiou… And on wild clouds of thought, nak… They ride above us in extreme deli… We see them, we look up with a lon…

If I should see your eyes again, I know how far their look would go… Back to a morning in the park With sapphire shadows on the snow. Or back to oak trees in the spring

Vivid with love, eager for greater… Out of the night we come Into the corridor, brilliant and w… A metal door slides open, And the lift receives us.

OH Earth, you are too dear to-nig… How can I sleep while all around Floats rainy fragrance and the far Deep voice of the ocean that talks… Oh Earth, you gave me all I have,

The summer dawn came over-soon, The earth was like hot iron at noo… In Nazareth; There fell no rain to ease the hea… And dusk drew on with tired feet

So soon my body will have gone Beyond the sound and sight of men, And tho’ it wakes and suffers now, Its sleep will be unbroken then; But oh, my frail immortal soul

In my heart the old love Struggled with the new, It was ghostly waking All night through. Dear things, kind things

My answered prayer came up to me, And in the silence thus spake he: “O you who prayed for me to come, Your greeting is but cold and dumb… My heart made answer: “You are fa…

SUPPER comes at five o’clock, At six, the evening star, My lover comes at eight o’clock’€” But eight o’clock is far. How could I bear my pain all day

If I can bear your love like a la… When I go down the long steep Roa… I shall not fear the everlasting s… Nor cry in terror. If I can find out God, then I sh…

I shall gather myself into myself… I shall take my scattered selves a… Fusing them into a polished crysta… Where I can see the moon and the… I shall sit like a sibyl, hour aft…

I have remembered beauty in the ni… Against black silences I waked to… A shower of sunlight over Italy And green Ravello dreaming on her… I have remembered music in the dar…

AT six o’clock of an autumn dusk With the sky in the west a rusty r… The bells of the mission down in t… Cry out that the day is dead. The first star pricks as sharp as…

He said: “In the winter dusk When the pavements were gleaming w… I walked thru a dingy street Hurried, harassed,

I think the moon is very kind To take such trouble just for me. He came along with me from home To keep me company. He went as fast as I could run;