Edwin John Dove Pratt

The Passing of Jerry Moore (Poem by Edwin John Dove Pratt)

The Passing of Jerry Moore (Juniper Hall answers the critics) By  Edwin John Dove Pratt Did Jerry get through the gates of gold,     To join the whit…

Ode to December (Poem by Edwin John Dove Pratt)

Ode to December 1917 By  Edwin John Dove Pratt Was ever night so wild as this — this bleak December night!     Veiled in the sombre shroud that sepul…

The Secret of the Sea (Poem by Edwin John Dove Pratt)

The Secret of the Sea By  Edwin John Dove Pratt Tell me thy secret, O Sea,     The mystery sealed in thy breast; Come, breathe it in whispers to me, …

In Absentia (Poem by Edwin John Dove Pratt)

In Absentia By  Edwin John Dove Pratt Erect and motionless he stood,     His face a hieroglyph of stone, Stopped was his pulse, chilled was his blood…

Later (Poem by Edwin John Dove Pratt)

Later By  Edwin John Dove Pratt Was that a cry you say you heard?     Where? No. The winds would drown it quite.     No sound would reach the shore t…

The Bird of Paradise (Poem by Edwin John Dove Pratt)

The Bird of Paradise By  Edwin John Dove Pratt Answer my riddle, will you? Nay,     Do not toss your head that way,     With such a ruffle of passion…

Morning (Poem by Edwin John Dove Pratt)

Morning By  Edwin John Dove Pratt Old, old is the sea to-day. A sudden stealth of age Has torn away The texture of its youth and grace, And filched t…
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