Like mutilated skulls they roll
Across the soul's white sand
And only she can make a wall
And only she can understand
Let my experience be a lamp displayed
To light the untried lover to his maid.

(C) Harry Crosby
03/14/2017


Best Poems of Harry Crosby

• Heliograph
• Baudelaire
• Threnody
• Scorn
• Firebrand
• Requisates
• Dissonance
• Unanswered
• Fragment
• Vision
• Assassin
• Gold And Grey
• Sun-testament
• Tattoo
• Psycopathia Sexualis
• Thorn In The Flesh
• Poem For The Feet Of Polia
• The Golden Gourd
• They
• Dryade
• I Drink To The Sun