Howard Phillips Lovecraft

(1890-1937 / the United States)

Howard Phillips Lovecraft Poems

1. Christmas Blessings 9/3/2010
2. Christmas Snows 9/3/2010
3. Festival 9/3/2010
4. On Reading Lord Dunsany's Book Of Wonder 9/3/2010
5. On Receiving A Picture Of Swans 9/3/2010
6. St. John 9/3/2010
7. To Edward John Moreton Drax Plunkelt, 9/3/2010
8. Egyptian Christmas 9/3/2010
9. Good Saint Nick 9/3/2010
10. Lines On General Robert Edward Lee 9/3/2010
11. The Peace Advocate 9/3/2010
12. Tosh Bosh 9/3/2010
13. The Wood 9/3/2010
14. Providence 9/3/2010
15. Nathicana 9/3/2010
16. Halcyon Days 9/3/2010
17. Ode For July Fourth, 1917 9/3/2010
18. Revelation 9/3/2010
19. The Rose Of England 9/3/2010
20. Hallowe'En In A Suburb 9/3/2010
21. Laeta; A Lament 9/3/2010
22. Waste Paper: A Poem Of Profound Insignificance 9/3/2010
23. Pacifist War Song - 1917 9/3/2010
24. The City 9/3/2010
25. The Conscript 9/3/2010
26. Fact And Fancy 9/3/2010
27. The Poe-Et's Nightmare 9/3/2010
28. The Cats 9/3/2010
29. The Bride Of The Sea 9/3/2010
30. Where Once Poe Walked 9/3/2010
31. Little Tiger 9/3/2010
32. Sunset 9/3/2010
33. Christmastide 9/3/2010
34. On The Creation Of Niggers 1/2/2015
35. Fungi From Yuggoth 9/3/2010
36. The Garden 9/3/2010
37. Nemesis 9/3/2010
38. Astrophobos 9/3/2010
39. Despair 9/3/2010
40. The Messenger 9/3/2010
Best Poem of Howard Phillips Lovecraft

The Messenger

The thing, he said, would come in the night at three
From the old churchyard on the hill below;
But crouching by an oak fire's wholesome glow,
I tried to tell myself it could not be.

Surely, I mused, it was pleasantry
Devised by one who did not truly know
The Elder Sign, bequeathed from long ago,
That sets the fumbling forms of darkness free.

He had not meant it - no - but still I lit
Another lamp as starry Leo climbed
Out of the Seekonk, and a steeple chimed
Three - and the firelight faded, bit by bit.

Then at the door that cautious rattling ...

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Astrophobos

In the Midnight heaven's burning
Through the ethereal deeps afar
Once I watch'd with restless yearning
An alluring aureate star;
Ev'ry eve aloft returning
Gleaming nigh the Arctic Car.

Mystic waves of beauty blended
With the gorgeous golden rays

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