Elinor Morton Wylie

(7 September 1885 – 16 December 1928 / Somerville, New Jersey)

Elinor Morton Wylie Poems

41. Death And The Maiden 1/3/2003
42. Madman's Song 1/3/2003
43. Valentine 1/3/2003
44. October 1/3/2003
45. 'Fire And Sleet And Candlelight' 1/3/2003
46. Pretty Words 1/3/2003
47. Ophelia 1/3/2003
48. Wild Peaches 1/3/2003
49. Escape 1/3/2003
50. Velvet Shoes 1/3/2003
51. Incantation 1/3/2003
52. Now Let No Charitable Hope 1/3/2003
53. Beauty 1/3/2003
54. Sea Lullaby 1/3/2003

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Sea Lullaby

The old moon is tarnished
With smoke of the flood,
The dead leaves are varnished
With colour like blood.

A treacherous smiler
With teeth white as milk,
A savage beguiler
In sheathings of silk

The sea creeps to pillage,
She leaps on her prey;
A child of the village
Was murdered today.

She came up to meet him
In a smooth golden cloak,
She choked him and beat him
to death, for a joke.

Her bright locks were tangled,
She shouted for joy
With one hand she strangled
A strong little boy.

Now in silence ...

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The Crooked Stick

First Traveller: What's that lying in the dust?
Second Traveller: A crooked stick.
First Traveller: What's it worth, if you can trust to arithmetic?
Second Traveller: Isn't this a riddle?
First Traveller: No, a trick.
Second Traveller:It's worthless, leave it where it lies.
First Traveller: Wait; count ten;
Rub a little dust upon your eyes;
Now, look again.

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