THREE violins are trying their hearts.The piece is MacDowell’s Wild Rose.  And the time of the wild rose  And the leaves of the wild roseAnd the dew-shot eyes of the wild roseSing…

A MILLION young workmen straight and strong lay stiff on the grass and roads,And the million are now under soil and their rottening flesh will in the years feed roots…

I Asked the professors who teach the meaning of life to tell     me what is happiness.And I went to famous executives who boss the work of     thousands of men.They all…

I SAW a mouth jeering. A smile of melted red iron ran over it. Its laugh was full of nails rattling. It was a child’s dream of a mouth.A fist…

I am riding on a limited express, one of the crack trains     of the nation.Hurtling across the prairie into blue haze and dark air     go fifteen all-steel coaches holding a…

Stuff of the moonRuns on the lapping sandOut to the longest shadows.Under the curving willows,And round the creep of the wave line,Fluxions of yellow and dusk on the watersMake a…

Dreams in the dusk,Only dreams closing the dayAnd with the day’s close going backTo the gray things, the dark things,The far, deep things of dreamland. Dreams, only dreams in the…

KEEP a red heart of memoriesUnder the great gray rain sheds of the sky,Under the open sun and the yellow gloaming embers.Remember all paydays of lilacs and songbirds;All starlights of…

I shall never forget you, BroadwayYour golden and calling lights. I’ll remember you long,Tall-walled river of rush and play. Hearts that know you hate youAnd lips that have given you…

I am a copper wire slung in the air,Slim against the sun I make not even a clear line of shadow.Night and day I keep singing–humming and thrumming:It is love…