In a Belgian Garden (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
In a Belgian Garden By Frank Oliver Call Once in a Belgian garden, (Ah, many months ago!) I saw like pale Madonnas The tall white lilies blo…
Frank Oliver Call
You Went Away in Summertime (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
You Went Away in Summertime By Frank Oliver Call You went away in summertime When leaves and flowers were young, And birds still lingered in the…
The Ships of Memory (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
The Ships of Memory By Frank Oliver Call The silent ships of memory creep Across the seas of long ago; Like phantoms, on a tideless deep, Th…
The Frozen Brook (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
The Frozen Brook By Frank Oliver Call The winter woods lie gray and still Beneath the dreary sunless skies, The brook that rippled down the hill…
The Mystic (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
The Mystic By Frank Oliver Call The mystic sits by the sacred stream Watching the sun as it mounts the sky; And life to him is a haunting dream …
The Answer (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
The Answer By Frank Oliver Call Why do I lie upon the ground And listen to the silver sound Of water flowing from a spring? It sings a song I cannot…
The Indifferent Ones (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
The Indifferent Ones By Frank Oliver Call Unmoved they sit by the stream of life And its blood-red tide to the sea goes down, While the hosts ar…
The Mirror (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
The Mirror By Frank Oliver Call Your mirror, love, reflects your smile As morn-flushed skies the coming dawn, But oh, how blank the weary while …
The Parting Ways (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
The Parting Ways By Frank Oliver Call We trod together pleasant ways; The earth was fair and blue the sky; Clear were the nights and bright the …
A River Sunset (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
A River Sunset By Frank Oliver Call Red sunlight fades from wood and town, The western sky is crimson-dyed, Gaunt shadow-ships drift silent down…
To A Greek Statue (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
To A Greek Statue By Frank Oliver Call Beautiful statue of Parian marble, Dreaming alone in the northern sunlight, Ivory-tinted, your slender arms b…
Acanthus (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
Acanthus By Frank Oliver Call Beneath the sculptured marble portico Of a Greek temple, white against the sky, Carved capitals on pillars ris…
The Madonna (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
The Madonna By Frank Oliver Call She shivered and crouched in the immigrant shed In the midst of the surging crowd; Her hands were warped with t…
Birds (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
Birds By Frank Oliver Call I lie beneath a dark green pine Where sunbeams scarcely ever shine, And if I'm still as still can be Shy forest birds…