Poems by Roderic Quinn
Two Pictures
... Two pictures were limned in the darkness ...
The Year's End
... Pale cheeks grown cold, and foreheads lined, ...
At End Of A Holiday
... " All ways they wandered the dry twigs snapping, ...
Acushla
... I left the field, the harvest yield ...
The Voices Of The Rain
... They said: "Farewell to drought and dearth, ...
Love Magical
... The scent of her breath and the red of her lips ...
Bequeathal
... "Nay, nay, write on, while the night-birds call: ...
On The Barrier
... Biding through Earth's changes, ...
The Circling Hearths
... Yet tears of ours have wet the dust, have wooed &emsp ...
The Currency Lass
... They marched with such gayness in scarlet and gold ...
The Lotus-Flower
... Not death and darkness, but life and light, ...
God's Answer
... Drought might slay his neighbour's sheep, ...
"They Shall Come Home"
... What though they passed in all their pride and power ...
At Her Door
... The ears of scorn heard the words of love, ...
