Lascelles Abercrombie Poems
|1.||Hope And Despair||1/9/2012|
|2.||Roses Can Wound||1/9/2012|
|3.||Witchcraft: New Style||4/8/2010|
|5.||The Stream’s Song||4/8/2010|
|8.||Song From Judith 3||1/1/2004|
|9.||Emblems Of Love||1/1/2004|
|10.||The Sale Of Saint Thomas||5/6/2001|
|12.||Hymn To Love||12/31/2002|
Once upon a time, in the land of Hush-A-Bye,
Around about the wondrous days of yore,
They came across a kind of box
Bound up with chains and locked with locks
And labeled 'Kindly do not touch; it's war.'
A decree was issued round about, and all with a flourish and a shout
And a gaily colored mascot tripping lightly on before.
Don't fiddle with this deadly box,Or break the chains, or pick the locks.
And please don't ever play about with war.
The children understood. Children happen to be good
And they were just as good around the time of yore.