The bales stand on the stone; the anchor weeps Its red rust downward,…
by Dev
Time passed from mind. Time died; and then we were Once more at home…
The unpurged images of day recede; The Emperor's drunken soldiery are…
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the…
Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless…
O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or…
The morning comes to consciousness Of faint stale smells of beer From…
All day I have watched the purple vine leaves Fall into the water. And…
The grasshopper’s horn, and far-off, high in the maples, The wheel of a…
The grey sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large…
