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Informational Decay
© Tiel Aisha Ansari
I heard an echo in a hollow place.
No sound of blowing wind or drifting sand,
some ancient voice was this, a captive trace
of gone-by speech, of argument, demand,
A Day At Union Station
© Tiel Aisha Ansari
Discards
Unused tickets moulder in the grass.
Shed feathers scatter before the wind.
Echoes of hurried feet crowd the roof.
I Exceed My Limits
© Jerome Rothenberg
I have tried an altenstil
& dropped it.
My skin is blazing,
blazing too
A Missal Like A Bone
© Jerome Rothenberg
Link by link
I can disown
no link.(R. Duncan)
I search the passage
I Will Not Eat My Poem
© Jerome Rothenberg
I kill for pleasure
not for gain.
A man much more
than you my hands
Pardoned Out
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
Im pardoned out. Again the stars
Shine on me with their myriad eyes.
So long Ive peered twixt iron bars,
Im awed by this expanse of skies.
Daft
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
In the warm yellow smile of the morning,
She stands at the lattice pane,
And watches the strong young binders
Stride down to the fields of grain.
At an Old Drawer
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
Before this scarf was faded,
What hours of mirth it knew;
How gayly it paraded
From smiling eyes to view.
Coleur de Rose
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
I want more lives in which to love
This world so full of beauty,
I want more days to use the ways
I know of doing duty;
At The Window
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
At night, when I come from my office down town,
There stands a woman with eyes of brown,
Smiling out through the window blind
At the man who is walking just behind.
Smoke
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
Last summer, lazing by the sea,
I met a most entrancing creature,
Her black eyes quite bewildered me---
She had a Spanish cast of feature.
Little Queen
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
Do you remember the name I wore
The old pet-name of Little Queen
In the dear, dead days that are no more,
The happiest days of our lives, I ween?
Kingdom of Love
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
In the dawn of the day when the sea and the earth
Reflected the sunrise above,
I set forth with a heart full of courage and mirth
To seek for the Kingdom of Love.
I Told You
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
I told you the winter would go, love,
I told you the winter would go,
That he'd flee in shame when the south wind came,
And you smiled when I told you so.
Beyond
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
It seemeth such a little way to me
Across to that strange country the Beyond;
And yet, not strange, for it has grown to be
The home of those whom I am so fond,
They make it seem familiar and most dear,
As journeying friends bring distant regions near.
Custer
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
BOOK FIRST.I.ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy.
Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy
To sing of deeds as dauntless and as brave
As e'er lent luster to a warrior's grave.
Answered
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
There, now, you are white with anger.
I knew it would be so.
You should not question a man too close
When he tells you he must go.
By-And-Bye
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
By-and-bye, the maiden sighed by-and-bye
He will claim me for his bride,
Hope is strong and time is fleet;
Youth is fair, and love is sweet,
Clouds will pass that fleck my sky,
He will come back by-and-bye.
My Home
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
This is the place that I love the best,
A little brown house, like a ground-bird's nest,
Hid among grasses, and vines, and trees,
Summer retreat of the birds and bees.
My Ships
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
If all the ships I have at sea
Should come a-sailing home to me,
From sunny lands, and lands of cold,
Ah well! the harbor could not hold
So many sails as there would be
If all my ships came in from sea.
