Poems by Evelyn Scott

Poems by Evelyn Scott

The Storm, by Evelyn Scott

Herds of black elephants,
Rushing over the plains,
Trample the stars.
The ivory tusk of the ...

Suicide, by Evelyn Scott

A dirty little beetle
Peers into motionless eyes
Transfixed to their depths
As by shining need...

Sunset: Battery Park, by Evelyn Scott

From cliffs of houses,
Sunlit windows gaze down upon me
Like undeniable eyes,
Millions of br...

Talk on the Ranch, by Evelyn Scott

It is cold in the circle of mountains,
A fireless hearth.
The stars drift like autumn leaves.
...

The Transmigration of Caliban, by Evelyn Scott

Once I had a little brother,
An ugly little brother that was I.
I was still in the nursery
Wh...

The Tunnel, by Evelyn Scott

I I have made you a child in the womb,
Holding you in sweet and final darkness.
All day as I ...

A Very Old Rose Jar, by Evelyn Scott

She ran across the lawn after the cat
And I saw through the old maid, as through a shadow,
A ...

Winter Dawn, by Evelyn Scott

Cloudy dawn flower unfolds;
Moon moth gyrates slowly;
Snow maiden lets down her hair,
And i...

Winter Streets, by Evelyn Scott

The stars, escaping,
Evaporate in acrid mists.
The houses, rearing themselves higher,
Asse...

Women, by Evelyn Scott

Crystal columns,
When they bend they crack;
Brittle souls,
Conforming, yet not conforming-...

My Child, by Evelyn Scott

Tentacles thrust imperceptibly into the future
Helplessly sense the fire.
A serpentine nerve
I...

Destiny, by Evelyn Scott

I am lost in the vast cave of night.
No sound but the far-off tinkle of stars,
And the cry of ...

Embarkation of Cythera, by Evelyn Scott

Like jellied flowers
My inflated curves
Melt in the peaceful stagnance of the bath.
If I were ...

Eyes, by Evelyn Scott

There are arms of ice around me,
And a hand of ice on my heart.
If they should come to bury me...

From a Man Dying on a Cross, by Evelyn Scott

The pains in my palms are threads of sightless fire
Drawn like fiery veins through blackened mar...