Ina Coolbrith

(1841 – 1928 / Nauvoo, Illinois)

Ina Coolbrith Poems

1. Longing 7/24/2015
2. Lines 11/16/2017
3. Not Yet 11/16/2017
4. Bohemia 11/16/2017
5. How Looked The Earth? 11/16/2017
6. Bret Harte 11/16/2017
7. No More 11/16/2017
8. Atom 11/16/2017
9. A Song Of The Summer Wind 11/16/2017
10. Be Happy, Happy, Little Maid 11/16/2017
11. Cupid Kissed Me 11/16/2017
12. Across The Chasm 11/16/2017
13. Summer Past 11/16/2017
14. With The Laurel 11/16/2017
15. With A Wreath Of Laurel 11/16/2017
16. Robin 11/16/2017
17. Ownership 11/16/2017
18. Pancho 11/16/2017
19. In The Pouts 11/16/2017
20. In The Library 11/16/2017
21. In Memoriam 11/16/2017
22. Listening Back 11/16/2017
23. Loneliness 11/16/2017
24. Dead 11/16/2017
25. Beside The Dead 11/16/2017
26. Alien 11/16/2017
27. The Road To School 11/16/2017
28. Alone 11/16/2017
29. Who Knoweth? 11/16/2017
30. Calla 11/16/2017
31. Marah 11/16/2017
32. A Leaf For Memory 11/16/2017
33. The Coming 11/17/2017
34. A Page Of Herrick 11/17/2017
35. Rebuke 11/17/2017
36. After The Battles 11/17/2017
37. Discipline 11/17/2017
38. Rose And Thistle 11/17/2017
39. Ungathered 11/17/2017
40. With The Caravan 11/17/2017

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Best Poem of Ina Coolbrith

Lines

On Hearing Kelley's Music to ‘Macbeth'
O melody, what children strange are these
From thy most vast, illimitable realm?
These sounds that seize upon and overwhelm
The soul with shuddering ecstasy! Lo! here
The night is, and the deeds that make night fear;
Wild winds and waters, and the sough of trees
Tossed in the tempest; wail of spirits banned,
Wandering, unhoused of clay, in the dim land;
The incantation of the Sisters Three,
Nameless of deed and name - the mystic chords
Weird repetitions of the mystic words;
The mad,...

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Bohemia

No lurking shadows here appear;
The weaving spider comes not here;
Here, if the solemn Owl doth sit,
‘Tis but above the tapers lit,
To blink at wisdom's shinning wit.
The skies are blue, the winds are fair,
Nor place nor space for tyrant care
Within the bounds, Bohemia.

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