Poems by Margaret Widdemer
The Faun's Sweetheart
... . . And I thought you were one like the lads anear, ...
Life Tells The Dreamer
... Too clear of sight, you ask things past my hold ...
The Wires
... Roads to work ere youth was spent, and joy while youth should last: ...
Garden Dream
... . . (Yet there streamed a light from out the golden gown ...
Embroidery
... And she shall think, set free for one swift breath ...
An Afternoon
... ) And they said I heard them say ...
Old Wine
... My heart could fill with love: ...
Songs From A Masque
... Earth that loves when all else is done ...
Old Books
... For they have stripped from out their souls the thing they could not speak ...
To Youth after Pain
... You shall have the web of your own old dreams ...
A Lost Comrade
... Were it only your life that was crushed and through! ...
To A Young Girl At A Window
... How Youth was wild, and Spring was wild ...
Teresinas Face
... God grant he may not find her, since he might not win her freedom, ...
