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Edward Wright Haile
Edward Wright Haile Poems
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A World Without People
… a world of birds and ponds,
this world
of camphor-scented glades, a new one
in morning flames beyond each one
my soul comes and inquires within,
one with showers of light spotting the sea’s nameless floors,
nameless glades, full of chatter,
colored roots, great cats loping in retreat,
big-eyed dogs licking and shameless,
and never the solitaire hand of money-making,
the forcing plow before the money-shire,
the clink of scheming, the cuss of sweat,
but a world that washes, cools, christens with scent,
a world of life farmed with the...
Zz 075 Two Trains
Two trains depart on courses that collide
above an Asiatic river gorge,
and feed their cars into a tumbling surge,
three hundred estimated to have died.
Among them, sweethearts who had each entrained
(two mourning doves were sighing over space)
and unannounced had flown to reembrace,
in boiling currents form a single stain.
