Hilda Doolittle

(10 September 1886 – 27 September 1961 / Bethlehem, Pennsylvania)

Hilda Doolittle Poems

1. Never More Will The Wind 5/11/2015
2. Garden 7/22/2015
3. The Helmsman 4/30/2012
4. Sitalkas 4/30/2012
5. Moonrise 4/30/2012
6. Song 4/30/2012
7. Helen In Egypt, Eidolon, Book Iii: 4 4/30/2012
8. Prayer 4/30/2012
9. Orchard 12/6/2011
10. Lethe 4/30/2012
11. Evening 4/30/2012
12. Eurydice 4/30/2012
13. Evadne 1/3/2003
14. From Citron-Bower 1/3/2003
15. Cities 1/3/2003
16. Wash Of Cold River 1/3/2003
17. Stars Wheel In Purple 1/3/2003
18. Sea Poppies 1/3/2003
19. Cassandra 1/3/2003
20. The Pool 1/3/2003
21. Acon 1/3/2003
22. Adonis 1/3/2003
23. At Ithaca 1/3/2003
24. At Baia 1/3/2003
25. Sheltered Garden 1/3/2003
26. Oread 1/3/2003
27. Sea Rose 1/3/2003
28. Pear Tree 1/3/2003
29. Heat 1/3/2003
30. Leda 1/3/2003
31. The Mysteries Remain 1/3/2003
32. Helen 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Hilda Doolittle

Helen

All Greece hates
the still eyes in the white face,
the lustre as of olives
where she stands,
and the white hands.

All Greece reviles
the wan face when she smiles,
hating it deeper still
when it grows wan and white,
remembering past enchantments
and past ills.

Greece sees, unmoved,
God's daughter, born of love,
the beauty of cool feet
and slenderest knees,
could love indeed the maid,
only if she were laid,
white ash amid funereal cypresses.

Read the full of Helen

The Pool

Are you alive?
I touch you.
You quiver like a sea-fish.
I cover you with my net.
What are you - banded one?

[Hata Bildir]