Trumbull Stickney

(June 20, 1874 – October 11, 1904 / Geneva)

Trumbull Stickney Poems

1. Loneliness 1/3/2003
2. The Melancholy Year Is Dead With Rain 1/3/2003
3. Sir, Say No More 1/3/2003
4. Six O'Clock 1/3/2003
5. And, The Last Day Being Come 1/3/2003
6. I Used To Think 1/3/2003
7. Mnemosyne 1/3/2003
8. They Lived Enamoured Of The Lovely Moon 1/3/2003
9. The Passions That We Fought With 1/3/2003
10. Live Blindly 1/4/2003
11. Near Helikon 1/3/2003
12. Be Still 1/3/2003
13. You Say, Columbus With His Argosies 1/3/2003
14. On Some Shells Found Inland 1/3/2003
15. In A City Garden 1/3/2003
16. I Hear A River Thro' The Valley Wander 1/3/2003
17. Once 1/4/2003
18. In Ampezzo 1/3/2003
19. Mt. Lykaion 1/3/2003
20. Leave Him Now Quiet By The Way 1/3/2003
21. Service 1/3/2003
22. Tho' Lack Of Laurels 1/3/2003
23. In The Past 8/29/2014
Best Poem of Trumbull Stickney


These autumn gardens, russet, gray and brown,
The sward with shrivelled foliage strown,
The shrubs and trees
By weary wings of sunshine overflown
And timid silences,--

Since first you, darling, called my spirit yours,
Seem happy, and the gladness pours
From day to day,
And yester-year across this year endures
Unto next year away.

Now in these places where I used to rove
And give the dropping leaves my love
And weep to them,
They seem to fall divinely from above,
Like to a diadem

Closing in one with the disheartened ...

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In A City Garden

How strange that here is nothing as it was!
The sward is young and new,
The sod there shapes a different mass,
The random trees stand other than I knew.
No, here the Past has left no residue,
No aftermath!
By a new path
The workmen homeward in the city twilight pass.

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