Winter StarsI went out at night alone;The young blood flowing beyond the seaSeemed to have drenched my spirit’s wings—I bore my sorrow heavily.But when I lifted up my headFrom shadows shaken on the snow,I saw...

The Long HillI must have passed the crest a while ago And now I am going down– Strange to have crossed the crest and not to know, But the brambles were always grabbing at the...

Of my own spirit let me be in sole though feeble mastery.

The NetI made you many and many a song, Yet never one told all you are–It was as though a net of words Were flung to catch a star;It was as though I curved my...

When I can look at Life with eyes, Grown calm and very coldly wise; Life will have given me the Truth, And taken in exchange – my youth

I Have Loved Hours at SeaI have loved hours at sea, gray cities,The fragile secret of a flower,Music, the making of a poemThat gave me heaven for an hour;First stars above a snowy hill,Voices of...

I went back to the clanging city, I went back where my old loves stayed, But my heart was full of my new love’s glory, My eyes were laughing and unafraid.I met one who had...

A BoyOut of the noise of tired people working,Harried with thoughts of war and lists of dead,His beauty met me like a fresh wind blowing,Clean boyish beauty and high-held head.Eyes that told secrets, lips that...

Though I know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad; his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had.

PainWaves are the sea’s white daughters,And raindrops the children of rain,But why for my shimmering bodyHave I a mother like Pain?Night is the mother of stars,And wind the mother of foam—The world is brimming with...

Then, like an old-time orator impressively he rose; I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes.

You will recognize your own path when you come upon it because you will suddenly have all the energy and imagination you will ever need.

I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes.