Treasure Island

Lola Ridge

(December 12, 1873- May 19, 1941 / Dublin)

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The Dream


I have a dream
to fill the golden sheath
of a remembered day....
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  • Savita Tyagi (3/5/2014 8:15:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem. Love the imagery. Industrial pollution shows its ugliness everywhere. (Report) Reply

  • Passionate Flower (3/14/2012 9:37:00 AM)

    it is all describung the industrial world that we live in and the corupted people by opium
    and how do they were efective in corupting everything even the water which turn green
    and so

    it is admirable
    i like it (Report) Reply

  • Ricky Barnes (3/5/2012 10:35:00 PM)

    But the day is an up-turned cup and its sun a junk of red iron... - I just adore that line. (Report) Reply

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