Poems by John Howard Payne
Paralysis
... in the back of the station wagon my father borrowed ...
Sibyl
... The full brook wanders through the ferns to seek &emsp ...
Education
... You rushed to the balcony but they pulled you back inside ...
Robert Frost at Eighty
... I think there are poems greater and stranger than any I have known ...
Song's End
... For the things that have been for me &emsp ...
Thorgerda
... The Wolf shall come with blazing crest, &emsp ...
Home, Sweet Home
... There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home! ...
Love's Autumn
... These are our flowers: they have no scent &emsp ...
Cadences
... We shall see the fields flower thick with stars and bells of summer gold, &emsp ...
Song
... arm from the sky seems to hallow us there,Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere ...
