English Poem

The Gardener LXXVI: The Fair Was On

The fair was on before the temple.It had rained from the early morningand the day came to its end.Brighter than…

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The Gardener LXXIX: I Often Wonder

I often wonder where lie hiddenthe boundaries of recognition betweenman and the beast whose heart knowsno spoken language.Through what primal…

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The Gardener LXIX: I Hunt for the Golden Stag

I hunt for the golden stag.You may smile, my friends, but Ipursue the vision that eludes me.I run across hills…

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The Gardener LXI: Peace, My Heart

Peace, my heart, let the time forthe parting be sweet.Let it not be a death but completeness.Let love melt into…

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The Gardener LV: It Was Mid-Day

It was mid-day when you wentaway .The sun was strong in the sky.I had done my work and sat aloneon…

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The Gardener LI: Then Finish the Last Song

Then finish the last song and let usleave.Forget this night when the night isno more.Whom do I try to clasp…

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The Gardener IV: Ah Me

Ah me, why did they build myhouse by the road to the markettown?They moor their laden boats nearmy trees.They come…

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The Flower-School

When storm-clouds rumble in the sky and June showers come down.The moist east wind comes marching over the heath to…

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The End

It is time for me to go, mother; I am going.When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn you…

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The Champa Flower

Supposing I became a chanpa flower, just for fun, and grew on abranch high up that tree, and shook in…

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