When winds go organing through the pines
On hill and headland, darkly gleaming,
Meseems I hear sonorous lines
Of Iliads that the woods are dreaming.

(C) Madison Julius Cawein
04/23/2019


Best Poems of Madison Julius Cawein

• Late October Woods
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• The Cup Of Joy
• Love And The Sea
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• A Tried Friend, A True Friend
• Senorita
• Spring
• Sleep Is A Spirit
• Deserted
• Our Dreams
• Before The Rain
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• Little Girlie Good Enough
• Witchery
• Death And The Fool
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• The Boy Next Door