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See also snippets from a collaboration by Mary Aldis and Arthur Davison Ficke.

In halls of sleep you wandered - Arthur Davison Ficke "Among Shadows"

Know it by the cloudy thrill - Arthur Davison Ficke "Among Shadows"

With the laughing crowd around me - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

In one of those strange hours - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Walled in with solitude - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Forever amid these lights - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

The restless sea of unknown faces - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

From that mythical land of horrors - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Silence of doubt, silence of comprehension - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

A keen knife of spirit stabbing - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

The brief renascence of the midnight hour - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

The orange floods of afternoon - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

And the scarlet screaming dawn - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

The oldest sin of the world - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Young as its newest rapture - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Of October, honey, and myrrh - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Brought me a lost wonder - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Landscapes clothed in their rightful mystery - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

And the dusk is again holy - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

While the violins sang with him - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

The dizzy pulses cease - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Huge branches of coral inky or amber - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

A peering dolphin poised questioningly - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Enter the depths of their traversing - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Pursuing the receding waters - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Down the avenue of lamp-posts - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Strange altars of the midnight - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Doubtful sanctuaries between wars - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Perilous tombs of forgotten goddesses - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

Speak with silence across gulfs of silence - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

As pebbles upon a remote shore - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

To erect pinnacles of dream - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

The intentions of the earth - Arthur Davison Ficke "Cafe Sketches"

All of sharp and new - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

This chaotic age's wine - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

Now decline any anodyne - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

On the broken walls you stand - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

Peering toward some stony land - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

Simple things and dear - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

Or are backward glances blind - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

Yet some backward longings press - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

Into that profound unknown - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

The splintered heights call me - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

Call me with fierce lights - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

To old haunts I leave forlorn - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

This flame-swept future - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

Calls to fierce miracles - Arthur Davison Ficke "Lines for Two Futurists"

No beacon toward his destinies - Arthur Davison Ficke "Poetry"

Incredible hopes from far - Arthur Davison Ficke "Poetry"

The tatters of a faded shawl - Arthur Davison Ficke "Portrait of an Old Woman"

In exquisite tendrils twining - Arthur Davison Ficke "Rupert Brooke"

By impatient visions led - Arthur Davison Ficke "Sonnet XXIX"

From what troubled streams his heart is fed - Arthur Davison Ficke "Sonnet XXIX"

In splendor of irradiant rain - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

With flood tides filled thy bosom - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

To give their magics to thy hand - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

Where music dwells alone - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

Brilliant jewels of summer song - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

As the Autumn kindles on its quest - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

Who lit the Maenad hills with song - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

In fetters forged of old - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

Arise, spurning all bonds - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

Burst the final gates of capture - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

Half-blinded by its golden rapture - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

Bleakness of life's iron spaces - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

Must endure Time's harsh control - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

A great wind of complaining - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

With bolder passion the bitter day endowed - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

The future time with joy inherit - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

Speech with Ceres' ghostly daughter - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

That meteor-soul divine - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

That bright line of flame-lipped masters - Arthur Davison Ficke "Swinburne, an Elegy"

Till dusk met the hills - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: II. The Prudent Lover"

Nailed it as a motto above my door - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: II. The Prudent Lover"

A Dear Child and an Infamy - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: III. A Poetry-Party"

The marching river of the beer - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: III. A Poetry-Party

A band-crash of surprise - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: III. A Poetry-Party"

Could no lightnings rouse - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: III. A Poetry-Party"

Mileposts on that road of dread - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: V. Portrait of the Incomparable John Cowper Powys, Esq."

Stranded with spent wing - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: V. Portrait of the Incomparable John Cowper Powys, Esq."

Mixed with a foregleam out of hell - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: V. Portrait of the Incomparable John Cowper Powys, Esq."

Dancing down the sunlight's gold - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: VI. To an Outrageous Person"

All the dogmas of our life - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: VI. To an Outrageous Person"

Dance in mirth up the rainbow - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: VI. To an Outrageous Person"

The mercy of dull anodyne - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: VII. In a Bar Room"

Appalling incantations late have passed - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: VII. In a Bar Room"

Hope destined an hour to last - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: VII. In a Bar Room"

The poet's shout to fate - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: VII. In a Bar Room"

Magician of the apron - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: VII. In a Bar Room"

The chambers of his spirit's state - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: IX. The Newest Believer"

Sank quenched and desolate - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: IX. The Newest Believer"

Out of the balefully enfolding mesh - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: IX. The Newest Believer"

Up brighter slopes of day - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: X. Song of a Very Small Devil"

In some deepest tarn astray - Arthur Davison Ficke "Ten Grotesques: X. Song of a Very Small Devil"

Slopes along whose crests monasteries dream - Arthur Davison Ficke "Three Japanese Paintings: I. Dream of a Chinese Landscape (A Screen by Soga Shunbun)" [The Little Review, May 1916, v.3, no.3]

Wild geese soar above the marshes in downward flight - Arthur Davison Ficke "Three Japanese Paintings: I. Dream of a Chinese Landscape (A Screen by Soga Shunbun)" [The Little Review, May 1916, v.3, no.3]

In flight from unknown shore to unknown shore - Arthur Davison Ficke "Three Japanese Paintings: I. Dream of a Chinese Landscape (A Screen by Soga Shunbun)" [The Little Review, May 1916, v.3, no.3]

Touched with doubtful mists - Arthur Davison Ficke "Three Japanese Paintings: I. Dream of a Chinese Landscape (A Screen by Soga Shunbun)" [The Little Review, May 1916, v.3, no.3]

Mortal world, dream world, vanishing into mist - Arthur Davison Ficke "Three Japanese Paintings: I. Dream of a Chinese Landscape (A Screen by Soga Shunbun)" [The Little Review, May 1916, v.3, no.3]

Faint, misty mountains unfold in limitless ranges - Arthur Davison Ficke "Three Japanese Paintings: II. Dream of a Chinese Rock Promontory (A Screen by Sesshu)" [The Little Review, May 1916, v.3, no.3]

Some dim and tranquil world of golden pagodas - Arthur Davison Ficke "Three Japanese Paintings: II. Dream of a Chinese Rock Promontory (A Screen by Sesshu)" [The Little Review, May 1916, v.3, no.3]

To freeze the blood of generations - Arthur Davison Ficke "Three Japanese Paintings: II. Dream of a Chinese Rock Promontory (A Screen by Sesshu)" [The Little Review, May 1916, v.3, no.3]

The long steady advancing prow of a golden boat - Arthur Davison Ficke "Three Japanese Paintings: III. The Golden Symphony (A Screen by Sotatsu)" [The Little Review, May 1916, v.3, no.3]

The rapture of eager April grace - Arthur Davison Ficke "To a Child--Twenty Years Hence"

Old salamander basking in the fire - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"

Amid the maelstroms of desire - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"

Immune to poison, apples, and the rest - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"

More skeptic yet of evil - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"

Streak your front with ochre - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"

No virtues left for you - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"

Of Chaos and the Sacred Seven - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"

Scorner of Midas and St. Francis - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"

Whose spirits haunt the void - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"

Between Orion and the Northern Wain - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"

And nettles strew the bosom of Abraham - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"

To see and understand Pierrot and Columbine - Arthur Davison Ficke "A Watteau Melody"

Where afternoon melts into night - Arthur Davison Ficke "A Watteau Melody"

Entice the shy birds of delight - Arthur Davison Ficke "A Watteau Melody"

A charnel that affronts the sky - Arthur Davison Ficke "A Watteau Melody"

Arthur Davison Ficke at poets.org.

Beneath a cannibal sun - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 1: Reiteration!..."

Black water seeping into tunnels - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 40"

Start my mind on its inevitable journey - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 67"

Years are nothing; days alone count - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 76"

I have seen the grey stars marching - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 76"

And the green bubbles in wine - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 76"

Tomorrow lightning swords will come - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 76"

Unrivet this roof of mighty copper - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 76"

Before the eyes of my gargoyles - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 76"

In the sound of my forgotten songs - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 76"

To plume before your transparency - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 80"

Tempted to throw the stones myself - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 80"

Just revisiting the scenes of our sin - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 88"

Heard a wind blowing down the sky - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 88"

Sudden utterance of buried things - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 96"

In memory of the crags of Delphi - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 96"

I will not acknowledge kinship with death - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 122"

Grey mists held mastery between us - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 126"

I lie shaken before its tumult - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 126"

I dreamed in hues volcanic - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 134"

Scarlet as the voice of trumpets - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 134"

Can I accept now the twilight? - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 134"

Touched this figment of clay - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 135"

The swelling rhythm that downward widens - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 135"

Beyond the deep bassoon of frogs - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 150"

The rattling clangor of the trolley - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 150"

Footsteps hollow on the pavement - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 150"

Now deserted and blank of sound - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 150"

From the fathomless maelstrom of contempt - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 187"

Patterns twined about the stars - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 191"

Drew them down and devoured them - Arthur Davison Ficke writing as Anne Knish "Opus 191"

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