Press "Enter" to skip to content

Posts published in “Poems”

Supernatural Songs

suprusr 0

IRibb at the Tomb of Baile and AillinnBECAUSE you have found me in the pitch-dark nightWith open book you ask me what I do.Mark and digest my tale, carry it…

Crazy Jane On God

suprusr 0

That lover of a nightCame when he would,Went in the dawning lightWhether I would or no;Men come, men go;All things remain in God. Banners choke the sky;Men-at-arms tread;Armoured horses neighIn…

A Friend’s Illness

suprusr 0

SICKNESS brought me thisThought, in that scale of his:Why should I be dismayedThough flame had burned the wholeWorld, as it were a coal,Now I have seen it weighedAgainst a soul?

The Mother of God

suprusr 0

The threefold terror of love; a fallen flareThrough the hollow of an ear;Wings beating about the room;The terror of all terrors that I boreThe Heavens in my womb. Had I…

A Man Young And Old: XI. From Oedipus At Colonus

suprusr 0

Endure what life God gives and ask no longer span;Cease to remember the delights of youth, travel-wearied aged man;Delight becomes death-longing if all longing else be vain. Even from that…

He Tells Of The Perfect Beauty

suprusr 0

O CLOUD-PALE eyelids, dream-dimmed eyes,The poets labouring all their daysTo build a perfect beauty in rhymeAre overthrown by a woman’s gazeAnd by the unlabouring brood of the skies:And therefore my…

Ego Dominus Tuus

suprusr 0

Hic. On the grey sand beside the shallow streamUnder your old wind-beaten tower, where stillA lamp burns on beside the open bookThat Michael Robartes left, you walk in the moon,And,…

Love’s Loneliness

suprusr 0

Old fathers, great-grandfathers,Rise as kindred should.If ever lover’s lonelinessCame where you stood,Pray that Heaven protect usThat protect your blood. The mountain throws a shadow,Thin is the moon’s horn;What did we…

The Countess Cathleen In Paradise

suprusr 0

ALL the heavy days are over;Leave the body’s coloured prideUnderneath the grass and clover,With the feet laid side by side.Bathed in flaming founts of dutyShe’ll not ask a haughty dress;Carry…

High Talk

suprusr 0

PROCESSIONS that lack high stilts have nothing thatcatches the eye.What if my great-granddad had a pair that weretwenty foot high,And mine were but fifteen foot, no modern Stalksupon higher,Some rogue…