Poems
Emery, Josephine & Rooney, Mary M. & Case, Elizabeth & Ginsberg, Louis & Root, E. Merrill & Maynard, Theodore
January 26, I927 THE COMMONWEAL 325 POEMS ~ursum Gorda Perhaps they do grow old and die-- Swallow, and bee, and butterfly. Yet when next summer comes, lo there The same wild acrobats of...
...ELIZABETH CASB...
...January 26, I927 THE COMMONWEAL 325 POEMS ~ursum Gorda Perhaps they do grow old and die-- Swallow, and bee, and butterfly...
...n/Llets Which would you have, my soul, Silver anklets and attar of roses, Or free feet and the rain...
...You bore the stress of those grave times in which you lived...
...To an Atncestor I am so proud of you whose life lives on in me, So proud, yet so unsatisfied...
...Here dwells a hush More deep than death...
...Would you ride in a swaying howdah, Or would you swing down empty lanes, And have hunger for salt ? Silver anklets chain the mind to emptiness...
...There a hillside's glacial glow Holds a crystal lava's flow...
...Ah, still the strife That hurt hearts know...
...Nature is always the same age: Decay is her mere cozenage...
...Where the lawns are splintered glass, Glitters brittle, vitreous grass...
...Ah, still thy breath...
...And ageless antic butterflies-- Winged daffodils from Paradise...
...Cinter Morning After Sleet Glazed and paved with heaven, lie Streets enameled with the sky...
...For He is here, The Still, the Bright, The Very Dear...
...Hunger leaves the soul free to love, Ana to enduring pain...
...MARY M. ROONEY...
...Dawn finds sunset prlsoned still, Bright in many an icicle...
...The bees, who toward pink honey-bins Zoom like June's gargoyle zeppelins...
...To a Stranger at Mass All, hush thy heart, Thy errant thought, Thy pulse untaught...
...Love changes, so they say...
...Though time may seize on you and me, Life stands within eternity...
...Ah, make thee calm...
...Youth is an inexhaustless draught: And though death set his lips and quaffed Forever, he could do no more Than make a fresher current pour...
...The swallows playing, daft and free, Like monkeys in an azure tree...
...Hearts that are light Seek not this balm...
...Yet when next summer comes, lo there The same wild acrobats of air...
...Death, the dark pendulum, may rock: He cannot change the enchanted clock That will not strike, for all his power, Another than the morning hour...
...Always you played unfalteringly a patriot's part...
...Every twig of strange device Glisters, jacketed in ice...
...This hush is balm For any woe...
...You left me chairs and plates and shining silver spoons-Why no~ your valiant heart...
...So silence brings The soundless rush Of unseen wings...
...JosEemN~ EMERY...
...I still could say: "The hour the envious shadows gather you This solid world will melt like smoke away...
...hanges in Love I still could praise you as I used to do With proud, fantastie words...
...THEODOREMAYNARD...
...Here dwells a calm More deep than life...
...We know Something of that, for we have seen it grow...
...Louis GI~SEERG...
...It does...
...Ice and fire, ice and fire, Pausing in their ancient duel, Brothers now in one desire, Fuse the city to a jewel...
...I have not yet forgotten--as if I could !- The night our hearts were washed with flame and tears, And we saw love to be our only good-- That memory would endure a thousand years...
...If now love seems less vivid, most it thrives, Having become the pulse-beat and the breath, The very stuff and staple of our lives Which shall go on and triumph over death...
...E. MERRILL RooT...
...The earth's insouciant sanity Should be a joy to you and me...
...You left behind For my delight the transient treasures of your lif~ Why not your vigorous mind...
...And on thy knees Seek thou thy part In Mysteries...
Vol. 5 • January 1927 • No. 12
