Potential Titles: Elizabeth Bartlett

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Note: These all come from four of the poet's books which are available on Project Gutenberg. The books are recent enough to be in copyright, but, as the books are out of print with rights reverted, the poet's heirs chose to make her work available.

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The wind has no armor - Elizabeth Bartlett "Achilles Had His Heel"

Perfection is target to the eye - Elizabeth Bartlett "Achilles Had His Heel"

Into the pale of that dry sea - Elizabeth Bartlett "Afternoon of a Journey"

Upholding its weight of time - Elizabeth Bartlett "Afternoon of a Journey"

The drifting shaft of shadows - Elizabeth Bartlett "Afternoon of a Journey"

The stir of something red - Elizabeth Bartlett "Afternoon of a Journey"

Sang wonder through the woods - Elizabeth Bartlett "Afternoon of a Journey"

In the sculptured undersea of silenced green - Elizabeth Bartlett "Afternoon of a Journey"

The distance between words and waves - Elizabeth Bartlett "Air Bridge"

To catch the empty hand of time - Elizabeth Bartlett "All This, Before"

To melt the frozen face of time - Elizabeth Bartlett "All This, Before"

To tempt the stony foot of time - Elizabeth Bartlett "All This, Before"

To ease the burdened heart of time - Elizabeth Bartlett "All This, Before"

In its fence of silence - Elizabeth Bartlett "Along That Road"

That was worse for being secret - Elizabeth Bartlett "Along That Road"

makes true poetry of lips - Elizabeth Bartlett "art"

leaps secret with wonder - Elizabeth Bartlett "art"

while freedom captivates us most - Elizabeth Bartlett "art"

the images lost in memory's mist - Elizabeth Bartlett "art"

Found rocks were kinder than clocks - Elizabeth Bartlett "As You Make It"

Divides me by day and escapes me at night - Elizabeth Bartlett "Balance"

My cosmos inclined to alternation - Elizabeth Bartlett "Balance"

Indicated by their opposition - Elizabeth Bartlett "Balance"

The earth bled till the moon shone red - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Barren Fig Tree"

I've seen green land turn to salt - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Barren Fig Tree"

caught like a leaf burning - Elizabeth Bartlett "beyond cost"

the night is white - Elizabeth Bartlett "black sun"

for sun is black with days I can not see - Elizabeth Bartlett "black sun"

only the light of dreams - Elizabeth Bartlett "black sun"

the ghosts of years file past - Elizabeth Bartlett "black sun"

The noon where images halt - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Cage"

Sunless cliffs no wind has known - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Cave"

There time drips slow and patient - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Cave"

Till waterfalls are turned to stone - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Cave"

Clear of the storms that twist the sky - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Cave"

Inside its vault of carbon snow - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Cave"

What dream lies walled within - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Cave"

where time is green - Elizabeth Bartlett "challenge"

earned through bitterness of need - Elizabeth Bartlett "challenge"

descending on bells - Elizabeth Bartlett "challenge"

are wise with too much seen - Elizabeth Bartlett "challenge"

steel canyons and arctic nights - Elizabeth Bartlett "challenge"

height of climb and width of free - Elizabeth Bartlett "challenge"

rooted origins of leaf - Elizabeth Bartlett "challenge"

with rough of bark to blossom - Elizabeth Bartlett "challenge"

and impel his pride in shaping - Elizabeth Bartlett "challenge"

an earth which he can trust - Elizabeth Bartlett "challenge"

by the scrupled ways of acquisition - Elizabeth Bartlett "challenge"

freely as the stars that follow - Elizabeth Bartlett "challenge"

Since the wind was the same wind - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Changing Wind"

Like gods competing for the universe - Elizabeth Bartlett "City Game: Marbles"

The planets between their fingers - Elizabeth Bartlett "City Game: Marbles"

That scale the speed of light - Elizabeth Bartlett "City Game: Marbles"

The doors of evening must not close - Elizabeth Bartlett "Civilized Spring"

Behind a desert moon now green - Elizabeth Bartlett "Civilized Spring"

vanished in the dawn's contempt - Elizabeth Bartlett "cold wakening"

no moment's evidence of sand - Elizabeth Bartlett "cold wakening"

just grayish pulp - Elizabeth Bartlett "cold wakening"

with stones to cling to by my teeth - Elizabeth Bartlett "cold wakening"

And leave me eyes with which to weep - Elizabeth Bartlett "Convert"

Out of the white and the blue - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

Out of the mist and the ice - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

Out of the wind and the flame - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

A breath from the yawning sky - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

A drop from the nodding sea - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

A root from the sleeping earth - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

Secured the growing of the seed - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

And cutting the golden thread - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

In this point of moving time - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

The deafening echoes of the damned - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

As mortal children of ambition - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

As transient strangers of desire - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

As fatal victims of perfection - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

Seeing how frail is the candle - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

Hearing how brief is the song - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Creation"

On folded wings secret and silent - Elizabeth Bartlett "Dark Angel"

Turned in its lost beginning - Elizabeth Bartlett "Dark Angel"

The frightened eyes of the city glow - Elizabeth Bartlett "Dark Angel"

Night is your hour - Elizabeth Bartlett "Dark Angel"

Still clutching at the vanishing day - Elizabeth Bartlett "Dark Angel"

The thought immense in the dark - Elizabeth Bartlett "Dark Angel"

Rotating centuries across the stars - Elizabeth Bartlett "Dark Angel"

Over the ruins of forgotten time - Elizabeth Bartlett "Dark Angel"

Between the horn and the sting - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Dark Centaur"

Fallen among the angels - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Dark Centaur"

Its needled hands and thorny feet - Elizabeth Bartlett "Dry Sanctuary"

When harsh winds blow the wrong way - Elizabeth Bartlett "Dry Sanctuary"

And, even after a century, bloom - Elizabeth Bartlett "Dry Sanctuary"

the black and white of yes and no - Elizabeth Bartlett "dusk I love"

lived with definite so long - Elizabeth Bartlett "dusk I love"

have seen the between hours - Elizabeth Bartlett "dusk I love"

the many masks old and new - Elizabeth Bartlett "dusk I love"

felt the purple air's dissent - Elizabeth Bartlett "dusk I love"

let me have time's dusk perspective - Elizabeth Bartlett "dusk I love"

an outer shape and an inner clue - Elizabeth Bartlett "dusk I love"

Hunt with atom spears - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Earth Age"

With satellites as shrines - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Earth Age"

tantalus drink your fill - Elizabeth Bartlett "ekstasis"

orpheus bring your skill - Elizabeth Bartlett "ekstasis"

daedalus fly your wings - Elizabeth Bartlett "ekstasis"

The slow gathering of waters - Elizabeth Bartlett "Even if We Did"

Shaped the color and sound of mountains - Elizabeth Bartlett "Even if We Did"

The chain of centuries from dusk to dawn - Elizabeth Bartlett "Even if We Did"

And shook sparks from the sun - Elizabeth Bartlett "Even if We Did"

And the heart in her mouth a feast - Elizabeth Bartlett "Final Performance"

And trick time's crafty eyes - Elizabeth Bartlett "Final Performance"

To catch the hands of night - Elizabeth Bartlett "Final Performance"

Having lost my terror of the air - Elizabeth Bartlett "Free-Fall"

The old tree weeps for its blossom - Elizabeth Bartlett "Full Circle"

The seed will weep for its root - Elizabeth Bartlett "Full Circle"

That makes our fingers seek revenge - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Ghost of Anne Frank"

A chance to bloom anywhere once - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Ghost of Anne Frank"

Always starts inside a single heart - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Ghost of Anne Frank"

let silence sleep between us - Elizabeth Bartlett "grass flesh"

before our eyes were covered - Elizabeth Bartlett "grass flesh"

drew forth an hour's spark - Elizabeth Bartlett "grass flesh"

that hour cannot die - Elizabeth Bartlett "grass flesh"

till dust can rise on flaming wings - Elizabeth Bartlett "grass flesh"

within the mesh of failure - Elizabeth Bartlett "grass flesh"

like our songs in crimson mirth - Elizabeth Bartlett "grass flesh"

wear down my sorrow - Elizabeth Bartlett "guadalajara"

I have mourned tomorrow - Elizabeth Bartlett "guadalajara"

plateaus on my memory - Elizabeth Bartlett "guadalajara"

be the blood within my bone - Elizabeth Bartlett "guadalajara"

The eye of light opens - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

Forward in one eternal dream - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

Memory is no stranger - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

Being witness to my sleep - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

That climb up ancient roads - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

Bloodrust fire, fleshtorn ground - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

Leading an orchestra of stars - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

To the rhythm of earth's passage - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

And sweet dreams until dawn - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

By dividing the form from void - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

Gave image its own reflection - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

Drowned by floods of sun - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

Into the vaults of time's library - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

Airless corridors staffed by ghosts - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

Collect the candle's tears - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

Vacant of all but its bones - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

With the weapons of our memory - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

To rescue time from its own worst foe - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"

Inevitable as air and light - Elizabeth Bartlett "Hunger"

That flows through stars and men - Elizabeth Bartlett "Hunger"

From which none returns invulnerable - Elizabeth Bartlett "Hunger"

Like the fire on our tongues - Elizabeth Bartlett "Hunger"

A flame forever unappeased - Elizabeth Bartlett "Hunger"

Tasting heroically of miracles - Elizabeth Bartlett "Hunger"

Sands thirst for unquenchable seas - Elizabeth Bartlett "Hunger"

Not needing the support of words - Elizabeth Bartlett "I Think I Am"

A slow companion to the light - Elizabeth Bartlett "I Would Remember"

instinct with seaward gravitation - Elizabeth Bartlett "I would remember"

and suddenly flings in a rain of gold - Elizabeth Bartlett "I would remember"

forget their wings and drown - Elizabeth Bartlett "I would remember"

Concealed like spectral stars - Elizabeth Bartlett "In His Image"

Beyond the rim of Mars - Elizabeth Bartlett "In His Image"

And touched the cosmic plan - Elizabeth Bartlett "In His Image"

Upon the spokes of time - Elizabeth Bartlett "In His Image"

Is only shape and dust - Elizabeth Bartlett "In His Image"

whips the dull season high - Elizabeth Bartlett "in the wake of sleep"

the shore frightened by the tide - Elizabeth Bartlett "in the wake of sleep"

to mountain height of sky - Elizabeth Bartlett "in the wake of sleep"

race the lightning out to sea - Elizabeth Bartlett "in the wake of sleep"

all composition of the gray sameness - Elizabeth Bartlett "in the wake of sleep"

the no of drought flooded out - Elizabeth Bartlett "in the wake of sleep"

Between the footfall and the snow - Elizabeth Bartlett "Insomnia in the City"

And blow away the smoke of fear - Elizabeth Bartlett "Insomnia in the City"

The innocence of thorns - Elizabeth Bartlett "Instinct and Reason"

With the hands of a spider - Elizabeth Bartlett "Interview"

To dip the pen of time in dew - Elizabeth Bartlett "Interview"

white with speed - Elizabeth Bartlett "item: body found"

The swift wild cry of the scornful ember - Elizabeth Bartlett "Item: Body Found"

time was an eyeless reach - Elizabeth Bartlett "item: body found"

An eyeless reach across immensity - Elizabeth Bartlett "Item: Body Found"

who reach for the falling star - Elizabeth Bartlett "item: body found"

And always some cursed omen - Elizabeth Bartlett "Jinxed"

tender our hands to the dove - Elizabeth Bartlett "journey to jerusalem"

flower this hope to the springtime - Elizabeth Bartlett "journey to jerusalem"

summer our dream with its fruit - Elizabeth Bartlett "journey to jerusalem"

winter the future's root - Elizabeth Bartlett "journey to jerusalem"

From beelines to star routes - Elizabeth Bartlett "Landscape: With Bread"

Dreams flower in the cells of night - Elizabeth Bartlett "Landscape: With Bread"

Our days are joined to the sun - Elizabeth Bartlett "Landscape: With Bread"

Where image and reality meet - Elizabeth Bartlett "Landscape: With Bread"

Survive the force of fire - Elizabeth Bartlett "Landscape: With Bread"

Astral honey and blossoms of light - Elizabeth Bartlett "Landscape: With Bread"

how seasons are returned - Elizabeth Bartlett "lesson on five fingers"

terrace my piece of time - Elizabeth Bartlett "lesson on five fingers"

the grays of violent and tame - Elizabeth Bartlett "life I love"

mixed in time's confusion - Elizabeth Bartlett "life I love"

every flame that brightened the illusion - Elizabeth Bartlett "life I love"

have shaken the fruitful tree of belief - Elizabeth Bartlett "log for a voyage"

have shaken the brutal sea for relief - Elizabeth Bartlett "log for a voyage"

who of us shall slake the salt wound - Elizabeth Bartlett "log for a voyage"

that lies on the floor of atlantis - Elizabeth Bartlett "log for a voyage"

our little green where lilies were - Elizabeth Bartlett "the lovers"

as the sky measures breath - Elizabeth Bartlett "the lovers"

making music in ditches - Elizabeth Bartlett "the lovers"

for the sun was a broken sword - Elizabeth Bartlett "the lovers"

peace towards our tomorrow - Elizabeth Bartlett "the lovers"

played till time had tired - Elizabeth Bartlett "maturity"

of years grown thick as forest trees - Elizabeth Bartlett "maturity"

gained a world not worth the lost - Elizabeth Bartlett "maturity"

drops through the darkness and forgets - Elizabeth Bartlett "measured interval"

sleep dresses itself and wakes - Elizabeth Bartlett "measured interval"

The cut and stripped images of reason - Elizabeth Bartlett "Mental Hoeing"

Stacked in rows of answered arguments - Elizabeth Bartlett "Mental Hoeing"

A winter still unprepared for spring - Elizabeth Bartlett "Mental Hoeing"

Attendant on the birth of eagles - Elizabeth Bartlett "Mexican Profile"

Where winter had not heard of spring - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Mistake"

A continent full of moons - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Mistake"

Would stumble over the same stones - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Mistake"

through streets of mirrors - Elizabeth Bartlett "mood on a string"

as though a silver magnet drew - Elizabeth Bartlett "mood on a string"

Sand and stars are not enough - Elizabeth Bartlett "Not Just Once"

And bring down the sun - Elizabeth Bartlett "Not Just Once"

Light destroyed in minds - Elizabeth Bartlett "Notes for the Future"

Strength reduced to hands - Elizabeth Bartlett "Notes for the Future"

No other knowledge but chance - Elizabeth Bartlett "Notes for the Future"

keep you forever thus unchanged - Elizabeth Bartlett "now and forever"

no promise of another spring - Elizabeth Bartlett "now and forever"

with poppies in the sun - Elizabeth Bartlett "the now and here"

in the city of the mind - Elizabeth Bartlett "the now and here"

between a range of sunlit afternoons - Elizabeth Bartlett "the now and here"

Of foot going faster than thought - Elizabeth Bartlett "O To Be an Ostrich"

never say the dreams were false - Elizabeth Bartlett "odyssey"

the wings they had prepared - Elizabeth Bartlett "odyssey"

The short, crooked thumb of long experience - Elizabeth Bartlett "On a Rock of Atlantis"

Where the waves still breathe of sleep - Elizabeth Bartlett "On a Rock of Atlantis"

return to old complaints - Elizabeth Bartlett "only this"

the need of believing - Elizabeth Bartlett "only this"

Half surprised by what they doubt - Elizabeth Bartlett "Perspective"

now that the flame has died - Elizabeth Bartlett "pilgrimage"

those destined candles of the mind - Elizabeth Bartlett "pilgrimage"

ends with a dawn cold white - Elizabeth Bartlett "pilgrimage"

and all their flames relit - Elizabeth Bartlett "pilgrimage"

The waters of the sun - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"

Fall on the flaming sea - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"

Time's alchemy will free - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"

The ghosts of fish shall wake - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"

White silence like a nun - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"

Dreams whose thread she weaves - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"

In the valley of moon trees - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"

When time redeems mortality - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"

In the fourth dimension of the soul - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"

Shall bind the future fast - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"

The light years of the past - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"

Not the calendar changes our season - Elizabeth Bartlett "Prologue to Old Age"

Not the memory troubles our silence - Elizabeth Bartlett "Prologue to Old Age"

Mixed by impure stars to common metal - Elizabeth Bartlett "Reflected in Brass"

Made rivers part and mountains cry - Elizabeth Bartlett "Reflected in Brass"

The dry wind through stony streets - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Refugees"

As the sky measures breath - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Refugees"

To tip the rim of that day's widened cup - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Refugees"

Promising new terms for our tomorrow - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Refugees"

Walking griefwards with his shadow - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Sacrament"

Grapes from stones, thirst into wine - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Sacrament"

To outride wind, tide and stars - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Sailor's Story"

search the wild wind - Elizabeth Bartlett "search the wild wind"

reach the storm's heart - Elizabeth Bartlett "search the wild wind"

beneath the crystal scent sweet leaves - Elizabeth Bartlett "search the wild wind"

seek for pastures not yet born - Elizabeth Bartlett "search the wild wind"

The wilder ways of chance they choose - Elizabeth Bartlett "Self-Evident"

With wings against the wind - Elizabeth Bartlett "Self-Evident"

Can hear his own answered call - Elizabeth Bartlett "Self-Evident"

Aware of other tides - Elizabeth Bartlett "Ship of Earth"

Pierced infinity as we rode - Elizabeth Bartlett "Ship of Earth"

Unchanged by ego - Elizabeth Bartlett "Simple with Compass"

A morning where darkness shines - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Sleepwalkers"

Glide down vertical waves of light - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Sleepwalkers"

On secret tides of air - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Sleepwalkers"

A seed cannot grow in the heart - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Sower"

I'd rather put my trust in stones - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Sower"

your feet are on my heart - Elizabeth Bartlett "step softly"

for the heart that only guesses - Elizabeth Bartlett "step softly"

but not the heart that knows - Elizabeth Bartlett "step softly"

the lonely dark comes again - Elizabeth Bartlett "stormbird"

with blue lines running in the mind - Elizabeth Bartlett "stormbird"

out of kisses bringing fears - Elizabeth Bartlett "stormbird"

fears no nearer to relief than tears - Elizabeth Bartlett "stormbird"

memory is of lightning - Elizabeth Bartlett "stormbird"

only the stormbird's flight is wild - Elizabeth Bartlett "stormbird"

as none aware of hallways to never - Elizabeth Bartlett "suddenly"

caught swirling autumn down - Elizabeth Bartlett "summer and winter"

but winter was in our hearts - Elizabeth Bartlett "summer and winter"

the search for first green bud - Elizabeth Bartlett "summer and winter"

the winter fears destroyed the summer weather - Elizabeth Bartlett "summer and winter"

doubts can frost and worries blight - Elizabeth Bartlett "summer and winter"

and questions when they come by night - Elizabeth Bartlett "summer and winter"

whose night strong arms had banished - Elizabeth Bartlett "swallows return"

bow down and lift me to the sun - Elizabeth Bartlett "swallows return"

prepare for me some green retreat - Elizabeth Bartlett "swallows return"

let autumn shake its leaves - Elizabeth Bartlett "swallows return"

laughter whirling from each tree - Elizabeth Bartlett "swallows return"

should my winter come at last - Elizabeth Bartlett "swallows return"

for every year my dust shall rise - Elizabeth Bartlett "swallows return"

Must first merge with his shadow - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Test"

And learn to stand on air, alone - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Test"

Burn a path through timeless sleep - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Test"

A life's receipts in black and white - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Test"

To trace the course of wind and tide - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Test"

there is safety only in the heart - Elizabeth Bartlett "this much I know about time"

token mainly for regret - Elizabeth Bartlett "this much I know about time"

breath is fearless - Elizabeth Bartlett "this much I know about time"

Windless season without rain - Elizabeth Bartlett "This Side the Fog"

And everything moves like sleep - Elizabeth Bartlett "This Side the Fog"

Swing upon circles of darkness - Elizabeth Bartlett "This Side the Fog"

Bend a road where you trespass - Elizabeth Bartlett "This Side the Fog"

Windless you go and rainless - Elizabeth Bartlett "This Side the Fog"

Beyond the moment's rim - Elizabeth Bartlett "This Side the Fog"

Only a sixth sense of faith or fear - Elizabeth Bartlett "This Side the Fog"

Heard the distant horn of time - Elizabeth Bartlett "This Side the Fog"

Windless without wings - Elizabeth Bartlett "This Side the Fog"

Mast and sun obscured by fact - Elizabeth Bartlett "This Side the Fog"

Beyond the eye's threshold - Elizabeth Bartlett "This Side the Fog"

Where breath is radar to itself - Elizabeth Bartlett "This Side the Fog"

who say all colors are gray - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

flamed in crimson joy - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

red as a ripe warm plum - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

youth's honor on a windless sky - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

red for something velvet deep - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

stabbing the breath with a wild commotion - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

a vivid red each time - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

connecting sleep with sleep - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

yellow was first word for gold - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

yellow was wish - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

as his own yellow sign - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

those unrecoverable legends - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

blue was definite - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

less temperamental than red - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

more tangible than yellow - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

blue was practical and necessary - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

but blue had magic too - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

a glamorous color blue - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

found a blue shell so fragile - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

When distant mountains bend - Elizabeth Bartlett "Time Will Tell"

Though breath was all I owned - Elizabeth Bartlett "Time Will Tell"

The stones I had to seal my mind - Elizabeth Bartlett "Time Will Tell"

To force my heart to climb - Elizabeth Bartlett "Time Will Tell"

The way to trap time - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Trap"

To a burnt out rage consigned - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Trap"

Tides set in motion by light - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Trap"

Clear eyes aware of sight - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Trap"

before the old leaves go - Elizabeth Bartlett "tropic time"

My heart at last has thawed - Elizabeth Bartlett "Under a Thatched Roof"

Leading to a corridor of black mirrors - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Understanding"

Within that hallway of silence - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Understanding"

To slip across barriers of being - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Understanding"

Where time is an iris mirror - Elizabeth Bartlett "Vision"

Evoke the future like a window - Elizabeth Bartlett "Vision"

One cast from the fractured past - Elizabeth Bartlett "Vision"

Illuminate the galaxy that waits - Elizabeth Bartlett "Vision"

Waits invisible as trust - Elizabeth Bartlett "Vision"

Guilty of more than silence - Elizabeth Bartlett "Voluntary, Exile"

An agony too keen for reason - Elizabeth Bartlett "Voluntary, Exile"

to make a stiff and faultless sky - Elizabeth Bartlett "washday in the tropics"

without the energy to die - Elizabeth Bartlett "washday in the tropics"

to pick apart the carcass moon - Elizabeth Bartlett "washday in the tropics"

before night creeps along the mist - Elizabeth Bartlett "washday in the tropics"

always before the final terror - Elizabeth Bartlett "weather forecast"

the last kiss like the first - Elizabeth Bartlett "weather forecast"

the future in the past - Elizabeth Bartlett "weather forecast"

and a magic in the warnings - Elizabeth Bartlett "whatever else may be"

trees with roots of red - Elizabeth Bartlett "whatever else may be"

Who will deny there are worse dragons? - Elizabeth Bartlett "When Yesterday Comes"

Strain at a gnat and swallow camels - Elizabeth Bartlett "When Yesterday Comes"

I have no tears to defend - Elizabeth Bartlett "When Yesterday Comes"

By now my shoes understand - Elizabeth Bartlett "When Yesterday Comes"

Any fright of stumbling up crooked paths - Elizabeth Bartlett "When Yesterday Comes"

To swear by the debts of the guilty - Elizabeth Bartlett "When Yesterday Comes"

The ties of summer are ended - Elizabeth Bartlett "When Yesterday Comes"

The heart of the hypocrite - Elizabeth Bartlett "When Yesterday Comes"

No cloud to conceal my nakedness - Elizabeth Bartlett "When Yesterday Comes"

to kiss the imaged mist - Elizabeth Bartlett "while I live"

to heights out of time and measure - Elizabeth Bartlett "while I live"

no distance there or memory - Elizabeth Bartlett "while I live"

out of canyon silences - Elizabeth Bartlett "while I live"

the throat of night catches - Elizabeth Bartlett "while I live"

its echoes are thinned - Elizabeth Bartlett "while I live"

where childhood fell asleep - Elizabeth Bartlett "while I live"

Lingered over old threads of truth - Elizabeth Bartlett "Woolen Dignity"

Smoothed the seams of her life - Elizabeth Bartlett "Woolen Dignity"

The brighter silk of summers past - Elizabeth Bartlett "Woolen Dignity"

Smooth and even as her last defense - Elizabeth Bartlett "Woolen Dignity"

Marked on a shifting land - Elizabeth Bartlett "World of Tomorrow"

At a distance travelled by light - Elizabeth Bartlett "World of Tomorrow"

Extend the geometric skull - Elizabeth Bartlett "World of Tomorrow"


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