Poems
Blake, Marie & Markun, Leo & Haight, Dorothy & Hopkins, Ruth E. & Wood, Clement & Mcintosh, Mavis
September IS, 1926 THE COMMONWEAL 447 POEM S The Triumph of...
...RUTH E. HOPKINS...
...The earth swings out so airily Flare scarlet and gold, Along its pale, star-dusty trackMaking themselves radiant Mote in a beam I cannot see, For dying...
...There is sweeter water far to the south...
...Victims, unwilling, in drab influenceAriel, Ariel, have ruth for Caliban...
...But sorely troubled I. There are runty shrubs, and thickets of trees...
...But I shall have no time to sweep, We fade...
...Pansies grown, for Raymonds even, are so few...
...The garden was kept beautiful for you...
...Oh, water them as thoughtfully as dew...
...e2v England exit There are rocks, like grass, hiding the soil...
...I cannot abide the roaring of the beast: And will you find-and love them-very soon...
...The animals bear burdens tamely in the east...
...There is one caller I shall have, Though all the rest pass by: There's a harsh rack of bitter snow...
...Dear Raymond, if there was pretense to others, Ariel, Ariel, what strength has Caliban...
...This bread is barren and it has no zest: Oh, if the circumstance of living smothers Bread with a flavor abounds in the west...
...dark stunted hordes come tumbling...
...Your fire and ax will talk to these...
...CLEMENT WOOD...
...LEO MARKUN...
...Your fingers' touches could be courage on their faces Ariel, Ariel, a god is Caliban...
...Shadow and substance swiftly pass-- And fall silently, And frail, so frightened and so frail, To hover over sleeping flowers These hands that clutch the yielding grass...
...One talent and no more ! "Let others do your harvesting...
...DOROTHY HAIGHT...
...Like miracles performed in holy places, The race has been puny since Adam began it: When the sun must sink Wiser men there are on a distant planet...
...His host departs with him...
...Ariel, Ariel, be slain by Caliban...
...For if you shall arrive while it is day, Ariel, Ariel, bow down to Caliban...
...Will you remember the devoted pansies tucked away...
...MARIE BLAKE...
...And still within its yellowed cloth Winter comes soon, and the ears still green...
...MAVIS MCINTOSH...
...Tall rushes barricading heavily, The butterflies' vagaries with a stiff omnipotenceThe soil is arid and it brings not forth Should such calamity imprison me, Better soil there is far off in the north...
...In dim forgotten graves...
...The grief is about me, the enervating curse Always,--don't you think...
...Happiness dwells in another universe...
...Or freshen webs grown dim, "Fade, then, without grumbling...
...An unrelenting darkness at high noon, Ariel, Ariel, be kind to Caliban...
...For oh, the dust upon my loom...
...Row them up in a long wall...
...Labor-the rest to tomorrow, and God...
...He will be decorous and kind, "Make yourself ready: this will go...
...face Down Weaves Earth is so delicately spun Leaves do three things Of silver thread and golden thread- And do them well: Warp of moon and woof of sun, Grow patiently, unmurmuring, Through long hours...
...For when this caller turns away, Whv should we strain over this bleak sod...
...The rose leaves on the floor...
...September IS, 1926 THE COMMONWEAL 447 POEM S The Triumph of Caliban Pansies This water cannot satisfy my drouth The precious pansies flowered yellow, purple too...
Vol. 4 • September 1926 • No. 19
