Harold Monro Heart Poems
- 1. Real Property
Tell me about that harvest field.
Oh! Fifty acres of living bread.
The colour has painted itself in my heart;
The form is patterned in my head.
- 2. Living
Slow bleak awakening from the morning dream
Brings me in contact with the sudden day.
I am alive â?? this I.
I let my fingers move along my body.
- 3. The Silent Pool
I have discovered finally to-day
This home that I have called my own
Is built of straw and clay,
Not, as I thought, of stone.
- 4. Children Of Love
The holy boy
Went from his mother out in the cool of the day
Over the sun-parched fields
And in among the olives shining green and shining grey.
- 5. Gravikty
Fit for perpetual worship is the power
That holds our bodies safely to the earth.
- 6. Unknown Country
Here, in this other world, they come and go
With easy dream-like movements to and fro.
They stare through lovely eyes, yet do not seek
An answering gaze, or that a man should speak.
- 7. Lake Leman
It is the sacred hour: above the far
Low emerald hills that northward fold,
Calmly, upon the blue the evening star
Floats, wreathed in dusky gold.
- 8. Midnight Lamentation
When you and I go down
Breathless and cold,
Our faces both worn back
To earthly mould,
- 9. Week-end
The train! The twleve o'clock for paradise.
Hurry, or it will try to creep away.
Out in the country every one is wise: