Thaw, by Lola Ridge
Blow through me wind
As you blow through apple...
Flower Poems
Ballad of Another Ophelia, by D. H. Lawrence
OH the green glimmer of apples in the orchard, ...
Cherry Robbers, by D. H. Lawrence
Under the long, dark boughs, like jewels red
...
Coldness in Love, by D. H. Lawrence
And you remember, in the afternoon
The sea an...
Drunk, by D. H. Lawrence
Too far away, oh love, I know,
To save me f...
Firelight and Nightfall, by D. H. Lawrence
THE darkness steals the forms of all the queens...
Flapper, by D. H. Lawrence
LOVE has crept out of her sealé d heart
...
From a College Window, by D. H. Lawrence
THE glimmer of the limes, sun-heavy, sleeping...
Irony, by D. H. Lawrence
ALWAYS, sweetheart,
Carry into your room the...
Lotus Hurt by the Cold, by D. H. Lawrence
How many times, like lotus lilies risen
Upon ...
A Love Song, by D. H. Lawrence
REJECT me not if I should say to you
I do forg...
Love Storm, by D. H. Lawrence
MANY roses in the wind
Are tapping at the wind...
The Punisher, by D. H. Lawrence
I HAVE fetched the tears up out of the little w...
Red Moon-Rise, by D. H. Lawrence
The train in running across the weald has falle...
Reminder, by D. H. Lawrence
Do you remember
How night after night swept le...
Scent of Irises, by D. H. Lawrence
A FAINT, sickening scent of irises
Persists a...
The Image, by Anna de Noailles
POOR fawn in a dying trance,
In thy glazing e...
Invocation, by Anna de Noailles
PRIAPUS, on thine altar here I lay,
That tho...
Offering, by Anna de Noailles
FOR you, O youths, the books that I have writ...
Offering to Pan, by Anna de Noailles
THIS wooden cup, black as an apple pip,
Wher...
Advice To Maple-Trees, by Maxwell Bodenheim
O little maple-trees,
Slender and unkempt, l...
Boarding-House Episode, by Maxwell Bodenheim
Apples race into appetites:
The unswerving me...
Change, by Maxwell Bodenheim
I came upon a maiden
Blowing rose petals in th...
Chorus Girl, by Maxwell Bodenheim
Her voice was like rose-fragrance waltzing in t...
Columbine Reflects, by Maxwell Bodenheim
They have moulded my face with a tear and a sne...