Nora Jane Hopper Chesson Poems

At the sign of the Beckoning Kitten
We geishas dwell;
Over our doorway is written
“Hail and farewell.”
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White of skin and brown of hair,
Here he lies who has done with care.
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The blackbird has a mouth of gold, though sombre be his feathers;
The lark is for the summer noon, the blackbird for all
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'Tis I go fiddling, fiddling,
By weedy ways forlorn;
I make the blackbird's music
Ere in his breast 'tis born:
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I am the dream of April, I am the soul of May;
The sallows scatter, the sallows splatter their gold upon my way:
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I set a charm upon your hurrying breath,
I set a charm upon your wandering feet,
You shall not leave me - not for life, nor death,
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Red blossoms to the rosy earth I bring:
The sharp-thorned briar for me is all aflush.
I set red holly-hocks a-blossoming
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Beauty was born of the world's desire
For the wandering water, the wandering fire.
Under the arch of her hurrying feet,
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I am Brigit-Wisdom, Light: yea, I am Bride.
I loosen all the knots that wrong has tied;
I knot all threads that should be woven in one.
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If I 'm the faery fool, Dalua-
Ay me, the faery fool!-
How do I know what the rushes say,
Sighing and shivering night and day
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