Geof Huth – from Longfellow Memoranda


Geof Huth

from Longfellow Memoranda

August


214/152

beside the joyous
            so wonderful
            so full
ever shalt

215/151

gentle will flow
            decay
leafless
fraught

216/150

hearts
            o’erflowing!
behold it
& know not

217/149

beautiful
            something beautiful
wed to
all things

218/148

beloved
            watch o’er thee
alone

219/147

glorious
more glorious
bright & glorious

220/146

eddies & accident
            we whirl away
o’er unsteady floor
above the dark

221/145

o’er sunlit seas
where golden apples
            have swept us

222/144

very old
& generations
            a troop of shadows
with the sun

223/143

thou beckonest
            upon my pain
with thy mailèd hand
& I am strong

224/142

celestial
perpetual
            thy purer soul
trembles

225/141

a broad field
            the inevitable
a strife
the life

226/140

blithe & solemn
            into solemn wood
seemed kneeling
like in prayer

227/139

a ladder
            beneath
each shame
of circumstance

228/138

O thou poet
that which lieth
            is best

229/137

blushes of autumn
            ever-changing
graceful her form
& tender

230/136

subject to her breath
            spun
woven intermingled
& made

231/135

murmurs of delight
            wings
murmurs of pleasure
            words

232/134

the light
from her eyes
on her cheeks
            on the margin

233/133

public
            at what in private
impulses
flash

234/132

all evil deeds
            thoughts of ill
beneath our feet
in the bright fields

235/131

o’er me
            they swept
thought feeling desire
love laughter delight

236/130

O friend
            thy absence
o’er me
deepens

237/129

who doth stand
            shall bear
mortal breath
in a suburb of death

238/128

wisdom
            simple & childlike
like a stream
that brawls

239/127

what dwells
            on every tongue
demands no eulogy

240/126

fragrance
            of an odour
of never
wither & harden

241/125

the sound of flails
            with the open
wind
lower & louder

242/124

love
            nor voice nor sound
in silence & alone

243/123

my way
my sleep
            whose grave
were laid

244/122

I breathed
I knew
I found
I found

 
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