Aleister Crowley

(12 October 1875 - 1 December 1947 / Warwickshire, England)

Aleister Crowley Poems

1. At Bordj-An-Nus 1/3/2003
2. The Tent 1/3/2003
3. The Disciples 1/3/2003
4. Elegy 1/3/2003
5. The Neophyte 1/3/2003
6. The Quest 1/3/2003
7. The Mantra-Yoga 1/3/2003
8. The Ladder 1/3/2003
9. The Buddhist 1/3/2003
10. The Four Winds 1/3/2003
11. The Garden Of Janus 1/3/2003
12. The Five Adorations 1/3/2003
13. Prologue To Rodin In Rime 1/3/2003
14. Thanatos Basileos 1/3/2003
15. Ut 1/3/2003
16. The Interpreter 1/3/2003
17. The Twins 1/3/2003
18. The Hawk And The Babe 1/3/2003
19. The Wizard Way 1/3/2003
20. The Priestess Of Panormita 1/3/2003
21. The Atheist 1/3/2003
22. The Titanic 1/3/2003
23. The Hermit 1/3/2003
24. Logos 1/3/2003
25. On - On - Poet 1/3/2003
26. Linoz Isidoz 1/3/2003
27. Power 1/3/2003
28. Long Odds 1/3/2003
29. Athor And Asar 1/3/2003
30. Colophon 1/3/2003
31. Pan To Artemis 1/3/2003
32. Arhan 1/3/2003
33. Au Bal 1/3/2003
34. Adela 1/3/2003
35. The Rose And The Cross 1/3/2003
36. Ave Adonai 1/3/2003
37. Happy Dust 1/3/2003
38. Optimist 1/3/2003
39. Independence 1/3/2003
40. Boo To Buddha 1/3/2003

Comments about Aleister Crowley

  • arthur hook (6/19/2018 7:39:00 AM)

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  • Marko Duvnjak (1/23/2015 2:17:00 PM)

    Fantastic!

  • Christine Woodrich (11/15/2006 11:46:00 AM)

    Crowley is fantastic! I still love LaVey more, but Crowley has definately impacted my religion.

  • Kerri Gibbs (10/12/2006 12:51:00 AM)

    What a weird guy..whew...

Best Poem of Aleister Crowley

Hymn To Lucifer

Ware, nor of good nor ill, what aim hath act?
Without its climax, death, what savour hath
Life? an impeccable machine, exact
He paces an inane and pointless path
To glut brute appetites, his sole content
How tedious were he fit to comprehend
Himself! More, this our noble element
Of fire in nature, love in spirit, unkenned
Life hath no spring, no axle, and no end.

His body a bloody-ruby radiant
With noble passion, sun-souled Lucifer
Swept through the dawn colossal, swift aslant
On Eden's imbecile perimeter.
He blessed nonentity with every curse
And ...

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Au Bal

[Dedicated to Horace Sheridan-Bickers]

A vision of flushed faces, shining limbs,
The madness of the music that entrances
All life in its delirium of dances!
The white world glitters in the void, and swims
Through the infinite seas of transcendental trances.
Yea! all the hoarded seed of all my fancies
Bursts in a shower of suns! The wine-cup brims

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