Poems by Lesbia Harford
To Leslie
... And still must we ...
"I thought I heard something move in the house"
... I thought I heard something move in the house ...
"If you have loved a brave story"
... And, with due faith in its glory, ...
Suburban Dames
... All day long We sew fine muslin up for you to wear, ...
Three Teachers
... When I teach Half my children talk ...
"O you, dear trees, you have learned so much of beauty"
... But you, dear trees, from your birth to your hour of dying, ...
"I dreamt last night of happy home-comings"
... Friends I had loved and had believed were dead ...
The Sisters
... Our mother brought us up like hot-house flowers, ...
Body And Soul
... Spears from the Islands, and robes from Tyre ...
"You, whom the grave cannot bind"
... Still you escape from the mesh ...
"My mission in the world"
... Into a song. A song of liberty ...
Grotesque
... Why, This small body is like an empty snail shell, ...
White Sunshine
... Like boarding-house old ladies, come and sit ...
"I used to have dozens of handkerchiefs"
... No socks, no shirts"but wiles and smiles and gleams ...
"I hate work so"
... In spite of all the work that should be done ...
