Poetical Works Of Louise Bogan

Poem Man Alone by Louise Bogan.
It is yourself you seekIn a long rage,Scanning through light and darknessMirrors, the page,Where should reflected beThose eyes and that thick hair,That passionate look, that laughter.You should appearWithin the book, or doubled,Freed, in the silvered ...

Poem A Tale by Louise Bogan.
This youth too long has heard the break Of waters in a land of change. He goes to see what suns can make From soil more indurate and strange. He cuts what holds his days ...

Poem Epitaph For A Romantic Woman by Louise Bogan.
She has attained the permanence She dreamed of, where old stones lie sunning. Untended stalks blow over her Even and swift, like young men running. Always in the heart she loved Others had lived, -- ...

Poem Knowledge by Louise Bogan.
Now that I knowHow passion warms littleOf flesh in the mould,And treasure is brittle,--I'll lie here and learnHow, over their groundTrees make a long shadowAnd a light sound.

Poem Betrothed by Louise Bogan.
You have put your two hands upon me, and your mouth,You have said my name as a prayer.Here where trees are planted by the waterI have watched your eyes, cleansed from regret,And your lips, closed ...

What body can be ploughed,Sown, and broken yearly?But she would not die, she vowed,But she has, nearly. Sing, heart sing; Call ...

Poem Last Hill In A Vista by Louise Bogan.
Come, let us tell the weeds in ditchesHow we are poor, who once had riches,And lie out in the sparse and soddenPastures that the cows have trodden,The while an autumn night seals downThe comforts of ...

Poem Medusa by Louise Bogan.
I had come to the house, in a cave of trees, Facing a sheer sky. Everything moved, -- a bell hung ready to strike, Sun and reflection wheeled by. When the bare eyes were before ...

Poem Men Loved Wholly Beyond Wisdom by Louise Bogan.
Men loved wholly beyond wisdomHave the staff without the banner.Like a fire in a dry thicketRising within women's eyesIs the love men must return.Heart, so subtle now, and trembling,What a marvel to be wise.,To love ...

Poem Roman Fountain by Louise Bogan.
Up from the bronze, I sawWater without a flawRush to its rest in air,Reach to its rest, and fall.Bronze of the blackest shade,An element man-made,Shaping upright the bareClear gouts of water in air.O, as with ...