H. D. Breath Poems
- 1. Wash Of Cold River
Wash of cold river
in a glacial land,
Ionian water,
chill, snow-ribbed sand,
... - 2. Sheltered Garden
I have had enough.
I gasp for breath.
Every way ends, every road,
... - 3. Let Zeus
I
I say, I am quite done,
quite done with this;
... - 4. Cities
Can we believe-by an effort
comfort our hearts:
it is not waste all this,
not placed here in disgust,
...
