Serv/ice
ice is at the core
of an afternoon church
I drew a sun with
as little a prayer as a top
Poèmes sur le thème : sun
Poèmes sur le thème « sun » sur Poets.by.
Late bloomers
setting sun with ravens
a most admirable music
we fell into rare life
and then to bed
Sun worshipper
I could not find my heart
to offer to her
she being an oven
I have seen great trees
like an answer to the day
Sunrise
morning amber
some private order for
a public sun
Raiment
I dress myself against the sun
go to listen to the gale
I publish lies but hope to be
just a little conceited
I dress myself for the dust
that great garden of a bed
Idyll
sun behind her dress
the lines of a hip
on a country evening
so content I hardly speak
Solicidal
I find a man talking
of murdering the sun
like a bat in the palace.
He went to London
to hang like a picture,
all gilt and ash.
Going to the sun
Being very cold, I went
all alone to the sun,
which was at sea, like
a dinner coming on table
that I could not interpret,
or the first walk on water
by a dark swan.
Retirement
A sun for myself—
pie of a life I never tasted.
I am captain. I set sail
for the farewell chance.
Proverbial (7)
Ask me the time and I point to the sun.
An oak is a fine scholar of the ear.
Comfort took me to the temple Ease.
Bequest
Give the day my made-up noon;
give dinner to the sun.
Give the apothecary
the use of the sea
and the sea, my velvet coat.
Which Garden
Which garden do I have
as my place, which disown?
I took hate
home with me
but found no joy in it—
the many factions, the ire.
Between two houses,
the common sun.
I found my old lack: me.