The Great War

from War: an Ode And Other Poems, an electronic edition

Six Fragments

THUNDER AND LIGHTNING

GOD sowed the lightning and there grew a soul.

That soul is thou.

God scattered thunder, and the thunder roll

Is in thine utterance now.

A NEST

My heart is full of lovely words--

Poor, little, helpless, huddled things;

Like a nest full of singing birds,

With broken wings.

WITCHERY

Thy lips bewitch the waves of light

And make a red rose of a white;

And silent tides of air transform

Into a surging music-storm.

A HEART

A crumbling crag, all crevices and caves,

Where birds and bats have homes, and gods have graves.

PARADOXES

Like a white lily swaying in the wind,

So rooted, yet so restless is thy mind;

And thy high soul is like a burning star,

So steadfast and so swift, so instant and so far.

ARTIFICE

Out of our sins

Wise Love begins

To make a soul.

On sense of guilt

A heart is built,

Humble and whole.