Yvor Winters Fire Poems
- 1. To Emily Dickinson
Dear Emily, my tears would burn your page,
But for the fire-dry line that makes them burnâ??
Burning my eyes, my fingers, while I turn
Singly the words that crease my heart with age.
... - 2. Sonnet To The Moon
Now every leaf, though colorless, burns bright
With disembodied and celestial light,
And drops without a movement or a sound
A pillar of darkness to the shifting ground.
... - 3. On A View Of Pasadena From The Hills
From the high terrace porch I watch the dawn.
No light appears, though dark has mostly gone,
Sunk from the cold and monstrous stone. The hills
Lie naked but not light. The darkness spills
... - 4. John Sutter
I was the patriarch of the shining land,
Of the blond summer and metallic grain;
Men vanished at the motion of my hand,
And when I beckoned they would come again.
... - 5. Much In Little
Amid the iris and the rose,
The honeysuckle and the bay,
The wild earth for a moment goes
In dust or weed another way.
... - 6. An October Nocturne
The night was faint and sheer;
Immobile, road and dune.
Then, for a moment, clear,
A plane moved past the moon.
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