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 …
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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…
The Foundry (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
The Foundry By Frank Oliver Call Two monsters, Iron and Coal, Sleep in the darkness. A poisonous scarlet breath blows over them, And they awake hiss…
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 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 …
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…
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…
Rheims (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
Rheims By Frank Oliver Call In royal splendour rose the house of prayer, Its mystic gloom arched over by the flight Of soaring vault; above …
Peace (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
Peace By Frank Oliver Call Now Peace at last is hovering o'er the world On silver wings, and golden trumpets blow. Home from the long cr…
Japanese Love-Songs (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)
Japanese Love-Songs (In the Hokku manner) By Frank Oliver Call (1) The white lotus-flower Grows in the depths of the pool, Love grows in my heart. (…
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…
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…
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…