Lola Ridge

(December 12, 1873- May 19, 1941 / Dublin)

Lola Ridge Poems

1. In Harness 2/8/2012
2. Jaguar 2/8/2012
3. The Everlasting Return 4/21/2010
4. The Fiddler 4/21/2010
5. Reveille 2/8/2012
6. Potpourri 2/8/2012
7. Thaw 2/8/2012
8. To Larkin 2/8/2012
9. The Legion Of Iron 4/21/2010
10. The Song 4/21/2010
11. The Alley 2/8/2012
12. Wild Duck 2/8/2012
13. Windows 2/8/2012
14. Wall Street At Night 2/8/2012
15. The Fire 4/21/2010
16. The Fog 4/21/2010
17. The Foundling 4/21/2010
18. The Spilling Of The Wine 4/21/2010
19. The White Bird 4/21/2010
20. Submerged 4/21/2010
21. Under-Song 4/21/2010
22. The Song Of Iron 4/21/2010
23. To Alexander Berkman 2/8/2012
24. Wind Rising In The Alleys 2/8/2012
25. Train Window 2/8/2012
26. The Tidings 4/21/2010
27. Sun-Up 2/8/2012
28. The Destroyer 4/21/2010
29. The Woman With Jewels 4/21/2010
30. The Garden 4/21/2010
31. Jude 2/8/2012
32. To The American People 2/8/2012
33. To The Others 4/21/2010
34. The Edge 4/21/2010
35. Skyscrapers 2/8/2012
36. Sons Of Belial 2/8/2012
37. Iron Wine 4/21/2010
38. Portraits 2/8/2012
39. Interim 2/8/2012
40. Secrets 2/8/2012
Best Poem of Lola Ridge

The Dream

I have a dream
to fill the golden sheath
of a remembered day....
(Air
heavy and massed and blue
as the vapor of opium...
domes
fired in sulphurous mist...
sea
quiescent as a gray seal...
and the emerging sun
spurting up gold
over Sydney, smoke-pale, rising out of the bay....)
But the day is an up-turned cup
and its sun a junk of red iron
guttering in sluggish-green water--
where shall I pour my dream?

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Art And Life

When Art goes bounding, lean,
Up hill-tops fired green
To pluck a rose for life.

Life like a broody hen
Cluck-clucks him back again.

But when Art, imbecile,
Sits old and chill

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