Occulta

Crowns and imperial purple, thrones of gold,Onyx and sard and blazing diadems,Lazuli and hyacinth and powerful gemsUndreamt of even in Babylon of oldMay for a price be given, bought and sold,Bartered for silver as was Bethlehem’s —And yet a Splendour lives that price contemnsSince Five loud Tongues a deeper worth have told. Braver is she … Read more Occulta

Toihthe

No hungry star ascendant at my birthForetold the famine that consumes my days,No flaming sword prohibited the waysOf vision where I parch through beauty’s dearth,Alas! no flower of heaven or of earthYields loveliness to fill your meed of praise,Within my heart no spark divine betraysThe power to tell of your immortal worth. You say you … Read more Toihthe

La Pucelle

She walks the azure meadows where the starsShed glowing petals on her moon-white feet,The planets sing to see her, and to greetHer, nebulae unfold like nenuphars. No dread eclipse the morn of Heaven marsBut fades before her fearing, lest she meetWith darkness, while the reckless comets beatA path of gold with flickering scimitars. The battle-ranks … Read more La Pucelle

The Dark Way

Rougher than Death the road I chooseYet shall my feet not walk astray,Though dark, my way I shall not loseFor this way is the darkest way. Set but a limit to the lossAnd something shall at last abideThe blood-stained beams that form the crossThe thorns that crown the crucified; But who shall lose all things … Read more The Dark Way

Arbor Vitae

Beside the golden gate there grows a treeWhose heavy fruit gives entrance to the waysOf Wonder, and the leaves thereof are daysOf desolation — nights of agonyThe buds and blossom for the fruits to be:Rooted in terror the dead trunk decays,The burdened branches drooping to the claysClammy with blood of crushed humanity. But lo the … Read more Arbor Vitae

The Living Wire

I thought I’d never hear your tongueAgain in this dead world of shameAs once when heart and world were youngAnd then — you spoke my name. The barriers of space were spreadWidely between us, when a shaftOf driven lightning broke their dread,Leaping — and you had laughed. The harp-strings in the house of goldVibrate when … Read more The Living Wire

In the Wilderness

Gaunt windy moons bedraggled in the duskHave drifted by and withered in their shame,Noses for truffles with unwhetted tusk;A sickening scent of civet and of muskHas clogged the nostrils of the Hound of Fame —But flickering stars are blown to vivid flameWhen leaps your beauty from its blazing husk. Blossom of burning solitude! High thingsAre … Read more In the Wilderness

The Cloud

I do not know how you can shunHis sight who sees himself a clodWhose blindness still outstares the sunAnd gazes on the hidden God. I do not know how you can hateA heart so set about with fire,A sword so linked with heavy fateAnd broken with unknown desire. I see your eyes with glory blazeAnd … Read more The Cloud

Aaron

I am the Seer: for in you I seeThe fair unfolding of a secret flower,The pomp and pageant of eternal power,The crown and pride of your high destiny.I am the Prophet: this your prophecy —Your deeds and Heaven’s fill the echoing hour,The Splendour of all splendours for your dowerIs given, a witness of the things … Read more Aaron