The Storm, by Evelyn Scott
Herds of black elephants,
Rushing over the plains,
Trample the stars.
The ivory tusk of the ...
Herds of black elephants,
Rushing over the plains,
Trample the stars.
The ivory tusk of the ...
A dirty little beetle
Peers into motionless eyes
Transfixed to their depths
As by shining need...
From cliffs of houses,
Sunlit windows gaze down upon me
Like undeniable eyes,
Millions of br...
It is cold in the circle of mountains,
A fireless hearth.
The stars drift like autumn leaves.
...
Once I had a little brother,
An ugly little brother that was I.
I was still in the nursery
Wh...
I I have made you a child in the womb,
Holding you in sweet and final darkness.
All day as I ...
She ran across the lawn after the cat
And I saw through the old maid, as through a shadow,
A ...
Cloudy dawn flower unfolds;
Moon moth gyrates slowly;
Snow maiden lets down her hair,
And i...
The stars, escaping,
Evaporate in acrid mists.
The houses, rearing themselves higher,
Asse...
Crystal columns,
When they bend they crack;
Brittle souls,
Conforming, yet not conforming-...
Tentacles thrust imperceptibly into the future
Helplessly sense the fire.
A serpentine nerve
I...
I am lost in the vast cave of night.
No sound but the far-off tinkle of stars,
And the cry of ...
Like jellied flowers
My inflated curves
Melt in the peaceful stagnance of the bath.
If I were ...
There are arms of ice around me,
And a hand of ice on my heart.
If they should come to bury me...
The pains in my palms are threads of sightless fire
Drawn like fiery veins through blackened mar...