John Freeman Poems
|41.||In The Lane||9/24/2010|
|42.||In Those Old Days||9/24/2010|
|44.||Let Honour Speak||9/24/2010|
|45.||Let Me In||9/24/2010|
|46.||Lighting The Fire||9/24/2010|
|53.||More Than Sweet||9/24/2010|
|57.||Night And Night||9/24/2010|
|59.||No More Adieu||9/24/2010|
|60.||O Muse Divine||9/24/2010|
|62.||On A Piece Of Silver||9/24/2010|
|63.||Once There Was Time||9/24/2010|
|64.||Out Of The East||9/24/2010|
|65.||Perversities - I||9/24/2010|
|66.||Perversities - Ii||9/24/2010|
|67.||Prayer To My Lord||9/24/2010|
|68.||Presage To Victory||9/24/2010|
|73.||Sailing Of The _Glory_||9/24/2010|
|76.||Some Hurt Thing||9/24/2010|
Comments about John Freeman
Not With These Eyes
Let me not see your grief!
O, let not any see
Nor how your heart still rocks
Like a temple with long earthquake shocks.
Let me not see
These eyes have seen such wrong,
Yet remained cold:
Ills grown strong,
Corruption's many-headed worm
Destroying feet that moved so firm--
Shall these eyes see
And that black worm has crawled
Into the brain
Where thought had walked
Nobly, and love and honour moved as one,
And brave things bravely were begun....
Now, can thought see
Unabashed your ...
Distance no grace can lend you, but for me
Distance yet magnifies your mystery.
With you, and soon content, I ask how should
In your two eyes be hid my heaven of good?
How should your own mere voice the strange words speak
That tease me with the sense of what's to seek
In all the world beside? How your brown hair,
That simply and neglectfully you wear,
Bind my wild thoughts in its abundant snare?