polyarchivist January 18, 2007

Sonnet V   IF I should learn, in some quite casual way,      That you were gone, not to return again—  Read from the back-page of a paper, say,      Held by a neighbor in a subway train,  How at the corner of this avenue            And such a street (so are the papers filled)  […]

polyarchivist April 22, 2006

  Rarely, rarely, comest thou, Spirit of Delight! Wherefore hast thou left me now Many a day and night? Many a weary night and day ‘Tis since thou art fled away.   How shall ever one like me Win thee back again? With the joyous and the free Thou wilt scoff at pain. Spirit false! […]