Poems by John Gould Fletcher
Prayers For Wind
... Washing our ears with the far-off sounds of the foam ...
Upon The Hill
... How many thousand times shall I look on them ere this fire in me is ...
Arizona Poems: Mexican Quarter
... (You are so very near that it seems as if I could reach you),&emsp ...
Mexican Quarter
... (You are so very near that it seems as if I could reach you), ...
Impromtu
... I find flame in the dust, a word once uttered that will stir again, ...
Blake
... "They are not mine," he told his wife, ...
London Excursion
... Gravity, Are changed into hesitating, clanking pistons and wheels ...
The Future
... Will wreathe and whirl with fighting cloud, driven by the wind's ...
Blue Water
... Curved bows of blue and white are flying over the pebbles, ...
Irradiations
... The rolling and the tossing of the sides of immense pavilions ...
The Blue Symphony
... O old pagodas of my soul, how you glittered across green trees!&emsp ...
Green Symphony
... behind me, Flamboyant crenellations of glory amid the charred ...
The Rock
... Lay not your hand on it, for while the iron hours beat ...
Aspatia's Song
... My love was false, but I was firm ...
Away, Delights
... Farewell, false love! thy tongue is ever telling ...
