Lola Ridge

(December 12, 1873- May 19, 1941 / Dublin)

A Memory - Poem by Lola Ridge

I remember
The crackle of the palm trees
Over the mooned white roofs of the town…
The shining town…
And the tender fumbling of the surf
On the sulphur-yellow beaches
As we sat… a little apart… in the close-pressing night.

The moon hung above us like a golden mango,
And the moist air clung to our faces,
Warm and fragrant as the open mouth of a child
And we watched the out-flung sea
Rolling to the purple edge of the world,
Yet ever back upon itself…
As we…

Inadequate night…
And mooned white memory
Of a tropic sea…
How softly it comes up
Like an ungathered lily.


Comments about A Memory by Lola Ridge

  • (11/25/2015 10:10:00 AM)


    Your description was exactly what I felt when I lived in a hospital quarters close to the beach at the town of Karaikal, Pondichery state, India. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 8, 2012


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