Unimaginably clear. There is no sky, no distance; The friendly wood leans near. In wet, luxurious moss I plant my feet, It pleases me to think of my white body here, A delicate lover. Jeune Fille PASTEL She has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness, Is orchard boughs and dusk and quietness. A GALLANT WOMAN She burst fierce wine From the tough skin of pain, Like wind that wrings from rigid skies A scant and bitter gleam, Long after the autumnal dusk Has folded all the valleys in. SCHERZO The elder's bridal in July, Bright as a cloud! A ripe blonde girl, Billowing to the ground in foamy petticoats, With breasts full-blown Swelling her bodice. But later When the small black-ruddy berries. Tempt the birds to strip the stems, And the leaves begin to yellow and fall off Then you look lank and used-up, Elder; Your big bones stick out, You're the kind of woman Wears bleak at forty. I'll take my constant pleasure In a willow-tree that ripples silver All the summer. And when the winter comes in greasy rags Like a half-naked beggar, Lets out the plaited splendor Of her bright and glancing hair. Clara Shanafelt POEMS OF HAPPINESS VISION I entered the Cathedral Enter erot роши und Not a Gothic one, with broadly spreading arches, But with dwarfed limbs, tortured By economy. It was draped in feeble mourning, And a purple memorial to a ponderous bishop Hung before the altar of Christ. To the right was a candle-lit shrine, Of raw colors. Before it knelt a man Eyes closed, hands raised, lips moving A passion of prayer. Perhaps he had been caught in a crimeWas smitten with disease-owed money, And was afraid. Perhaps perhaps― On his soul And on the world. Then he took his paper And his hat, And went to catch the trolley. Oh, my dim eyes!— How often divinity wears A derby hat, And carries A sporting extra! FAIR WEATHER AND I HAPPY The sky, yesterday heavy as earth, Made me alone bear its weight. Today it flies-floats High as Thy mercies: And where the light is most glorious There am I-at the zenith Singing with the sun. HAPPINESS A blue sky, with the morning's freshness in it; |