Epitaph for a Romantic Woman
Chanson Un Peu Naïve
Cassandra
Betrothed
A Tale
Juan's Song
Knowledge
Last Hill in a Vista
Leave-Taking
Man Alone
Medusa
Men Loved Wholly Beyond Wisdom
Portrait
Roman Fountain
Solitary Observation Brought Back from a Sojourn in Hell
Song For The Last Act
Sonnet
Statue And Birds
Tears In Sleep
The Alchemist
The Crossed Apple
The Dream
The Frightened Man
To A Dead Lover
| Multiple poems at a time |
KnowledgeKnowledge
Louise Bogan
Now that I know
How passion warms little
Of flesh in the mould,
And treasure is brittle,--
I'll lie here and learn
How, over their ground
Trees make a long shadow
And a light sound.