Animal Poems

Animal Poems

Reveille, by Lola Ridge

Come forth, you workers!
Let the fires go col...

Secrets, by Lola Ridge

Secrets
infesting my half-sleep..
did you ent...

Sons of Belial, by Lola Ridge

I We are old,
Old as song.
Before Rome was
...

Time-Stone, by Lola Ridge

Hallo, Metropolitan--
Ubiquitous windows star...

Wall Street at Night, by Lola Ridge

Long vast shapes.. Cooled and flushed through w...

Wild Duck, by Lola Ridge

I That was a great night we spied upon
See-sa...

A Baby Asleep After Pain, by D. H. Lawrence

As a drenched, drowned bee
Hangs numb and hea...

A Baby Running Barefoot, by D. H. Lawrence

WHEN the bare feet of the baby beat across the ...

At the Window, by D. H. Lawrence

THE pine-trees bend to listen to the autumn win...

Ballad of Another Ophelia, by D. H. Lawrence

OH the green glimmer of apples in the orchard, ...

Brooding Grief, by D. H. Lawrence

A YELLOW leaf from the darkness
Hops like a fr...

Coldness in Love, by D. H. Lawrence

And you remember, in the afternoon
The sea an...

Coming Awake, by D. H. Lawrence

WHEN I woke, the lake-lights were quivering on...

Cruelty and Love, by D. H. Lawrence

What large, dark hands are those at the window...

Drunk, by D. H. Lawrence

Too far away, oh love, I know,
To save me f...

Elegy, by D. H. Lawrence

SINCE I lost you, my darling, the sky has com...

Epilogue, by D. H. Lawrence

PATIENCE, little Heart.
One day a heavy, Jun...

Excursion, by D. H. Lawrence

I WONDER, can the night go by;
Can this shot...

Flapper, by D. H. Lawrence

LOVE has crept out of her sealé d heart
...

Gloire de Dijon, by D. H. Lawrence

When she rises in the morning
I linger to watc...

The Hands of the Betrothed, by D. H. Lawrence

HER tawny eyes are onyx of thoughtlessness,
H...

In a Boat, by D. H. Lawrence

SEE the stars, love,
In the water much clear...

In Church, by D. H. Lawrence

IN the choir the boys are singing the hymn.
Th...

Kisses in the Train, by D. H. Lawrence

I saw the midlands
Revolve through her hair;
...

Liaison, by D. H. Lawrence

A BIG bud of moon hangs out of the twilight,
...