Louise Bogan

(August 11, 1897 – February 4, 1970 / Maine)

Louise Bogan Poems

1. Zone 4/15/2010
2. To Be Sung On The Water 10/24/2013
3. Statue And Birds 4/15/2010
4. Cassandra 4/15/2010
5. Words For Departure 1/13/2003
6. Leave-Taking 4/15/2010
7. Solitary Observation Brought Back From A Sojourn In Hell 1/3/2003
8. Chanson Un Peu Naïve 1/13/2003
9. Portrait 1/3/2003
10. Knowledge 1/13/2003
11. Sonnet 1/13/2003
12. A Tale 1/3/2003
13. Juan's Song 1/13/2003
14. Women 1/3/2003
15. The Frightened Man 1/13/2003
16. Epitaph For A Romantic Woman 1/3/2003
17. Betrothed 1/13/2003
18. Man Alone 1/13/2003
19. Men Loved Wholly Beyond Wisdom 1/3/2003
20. Song For The Last Act 1/13/2003
21. Tears In Sleep 1/3/2003
22. To A Dead Lover 4/15/2010
23. Last Hill In A Vista 1/3/2003
24. Medusa 1/3/2003
25. The Alchemist 1/3/2003
26. The Crossed Apple 1/3/2003
27. Roman Fountain 1/13/2003
28. The Dream 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Louise Bogan

The Dream

O God, in the dream the terrible horse began
To paw at the air, and make for me with his blows,
Fear kept for thirty-five years poured through his mane,
And retribution equally old, or nearly, breathed through his nose.

Coward complete, I lay and wept on the ground
When some strong creature appeared, and leapt for the rein.
Another woman, as I lay half in a swound
Leapt in the air, and clutched at the leather and chain.

Give him, she said, something of yours as a charm.
Throw him, she said, some poor thing you alone claim.
No, no, I cried, he hates me; ...

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Roman Fountain

Up from the bronze, I saw
Water without a flaw
Rush to its rest in air,
Reach to its rest, and fall.

Bronze of the blackest shade,
An element man-made,
Shaping upright the bare
Clear gouts of water in air.

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