Poems by Louise Bogan
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The Alchemist
... From the flawed light of love and grief ...
The Crossed Apple
... Where two kinds meet,So that this side is red without a dapple, ...
The Dream
... And retribution equally old, or nearly, breathed through his nose ...
The Frightened Man
... To snare me in.Even she, so long ...
Women
... As like as not, when they take life over their door-sill ...
Words For Departure
... When we awoke, wagons were passing on the warm summer pavements, ...
Statue And Birds
... But her heel is lifted,she would flee,the whistle of the birds ...
To A Dead Lover
... The stalk grows, the year beats on the wind ...
Cassandra
... Song, like a wing, tears through my breast, my side, ...
Juan’s Song
... What the wise doubt, the fool believes&mdash ...
Leave-Taking
... Whether we turn to the dark or to the kiss of another ...
Zone
... And against high sharp angles almost splits into words, ...
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