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Already are dark threats breathed forth - A. R. "The Count of Paris" [The Knickerbocker v.22 no.4, Oct. 1843]

Had known each other's form - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

And mingled in the heartless throng as thoughtlessly as they - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Nature wooeth back no wanderer to her arms - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Have vanished with the things that were - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Amid the wrecks of truth - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Dreamed a thousand dreams and found them all untrue - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Found bitter drops in every cup - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

That no rude voice from coming years may break - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

No cloud of doubt come o'er your sky - A. R. "Life's Young Dream" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]


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Dryad hiding among fallen graves - Wendy Rathbone "Gravemaid"

Gathered about her a skirt of brittle leaves - Wendy Rathbone "Gravemaid"

In the forlorn dark - Wendy Rathbone "Grief"

Where the hues are atrophy and grief - Wendy Rathbone "Grief"

Dragging pentacles in the dust - Wendy Rathbone "Grief"

Overlooking the broken cliffs of the moon - Wendy Rathbone "Grief"


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The amen in the prayer you never say - Jack Ridl "American Suite for a Lost Daughter"

Where the wolves came to drink - Jack Ridl "American Suite for a Lost Daughter"

Beneath the net of hollow stars - Jack Ridl "American Suite for a Lost Daughter"

Of the piano and machine gun - Jack Ridl "American Suite for a Lost Daughter"

A weed we named white whisper - Jack Ridl "American Suite for a Lost Daughter"

Light on the underside of leaves - Jack Ridl "It Was Last Night, I Think"

What rust peels away - Jack Ridl "It Was Last Night, I Think"

The space between musical notes - Jack Ridl "It Was Last Night, I Think"

Plus signs and hummingbirds - Jack Ridl "It Was Last Night, I Think"

The welcoming smell of words - Jack Ridl "The Nonattachment of Buddhism"


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watered with the fallen dreams of all women - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

sacrifice dreams for future generations - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

her breath moves all the winds of time - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

hope on ice sharpened days and nights - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

a motionless mirror of the full moon sky - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

gives you her strength in your sleepless dreams - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

forward to all the future generations - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

you have given birth to daytime visions - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

only the empty hollow of what could have been - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

as it bursts full flame upon the earth - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

dreams wash spirits in midnight waters - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

my songs carried on strands of memory - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

these travels carry their dreams forward - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

midnight dreams a dim reflection of a lifetime - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

spirits washed in midnight waters - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

Sinewed dreams string together bones of hope - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

the blinding mirror image of near-sighted dreams - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"

On a ship bound from nowhere - Marcie R. Rendon "Of This Turtle Island"

Lost on a foreign continent - Marcie R. Rendon "Of This Turtle Island"


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We wish to curate a garden of stars - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

The path to a garden of starlight and wonder - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

Paved with the dreams of those who do not accept - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

To grow stars, start with moon dust - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

Then throw everything you know away - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

Pass this message onward as energy fades - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

Will served to feed new wonders, more delights - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"


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When the last bitterness was past - Rennell Rodd "Actea"

Wreck of the lost human soul left free - Rennell Rodd "Actea"

Grew to perfect summer in one day - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

Where Circe's isle floats purple - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

Far away above the golden haze - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

The burden of an old world song - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

With three years' dust above the mellow wine - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

Where Nereid maids about the sea-god throng - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

And night shall have her dirge - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

With a glimmer of rustling weeds - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

The dust of a world forgotten lay under the barren ground - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Old record of loves and tears - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Their gilded galleys came home from a hundred seas - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

The song that the years have silenced - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

But we went from the sorrowful city and wandered - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

From the ways that our feet have chosen - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Clung to the chance promise - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

But we wait for a day that dawns not - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

While we are deep in dreaming the light - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

To gather the days misspent - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

The wreck of their marble glory lies - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Dreaming for the weary heart of the past - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Seed that the years have scattered - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

And we took no count of the hours - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Sunbeams chained for a banner - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

With the gladness of years unspent - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

From a gloom of a world forgotten to the light of a world to be - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

Wait not along the shore - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

Suns go down beyond the windy seas - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

No voice from these on any landward wind - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

Out of all tracks along the sea's highway - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

Where never wild seas break - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

Beyond where any suns of yours have set - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

All stormy ways and wanderings - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

Beneath far fathom depths of waves - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

Through death to knowledge of all things - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

From out the silence of their unknown fate - Rennell Rodd "Atalanta"

This was the end love made - Rennell Rodd "Atque in Perpetuum Frater Ave Atque Vale"

Never thought that love had such an end - Rennell Rodd "Atque in Perpetuum Frater Ave Atque Vale"

Tapers burning in the dim half-light - Rennell Rodd "Atque in Perpetuum Frater Ave Atque Vale"

Beneath green leaves and lilies white - Rennell Rodd "Atque in Perpetuum Frater Ave Atque Vale"

And you with your dreaming eyes - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

Till even my own dream dies - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

Smile at my old white years - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

When songs were laughter and hope - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

My faiths have been dead so long - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

Heard a song that the wood gods sing - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

All things blend in the world's great harmony - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

Have learnt the riddle of seas and sands - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

There is no room left for my wonderland - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

The wonderful harmony of the earth and the skies - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

Far off from the mad world's ways - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

In the gleam of the gold-washed sea - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"

Quiet for murmuring winds at strife - Rennell Rodd "Disillusion"

Waves that foam and riot about the seas of life - Rennell Rodd "Disillusion"

The warning blown back on every wind - Rennell Rodd "Disillusion"

Whirled through in wild confusion - Rennell Rodd "Disillusion"

The sea of disillusion that lies beyond the gate - Rennell Rodd "Disillusion"

A ruby path between the earth and sky - Rennell Rodd "From the Hills of Gardens"

Where the sorrows of our singers lie - Rennell Rodd "From the Hills of Gardens"

And lay a daisy at the feet of God - Rennell Rodd "From the Hills of Gardens"

We two must wait for the angel's key - Rennell Rodd "Hic Jacet"

What flowers find heart to die - Rennell Rodd "If Any One Return"

Fresh tears wet upon the hard cold face - Rennell Rodd "Imperator Augustus"

And nods assent to each familiar line - Rennell Rodd "In a Church"

Red and gold strike down the twilight dim - Rennell Rodd "In Chartres Cathedral"

Glide down the music's swell - Rennell Rodd "In Chartres Cathedral"

The folding arms of peace - Rennell Rodd "In Chartres Cathedral"

Whose dim foreknowledge is at rest - Rennell Rodd "In Chartres Cathedral"

This is the hour of ghosts that rise - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

Look into the shadow with moon-dazed eyes - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

And the whole red tragedy over again - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

The ghostly galleys ride out - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

Till the owl's long cry dies down - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

And one star waits for the dawning light - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

I could not choose but wonder - Rennell Rodd "Long After"

What wildly spurring warrior-wraiths are these? - Rennell Rodd "On the Border Hills"

About their shadow-haunted circle clings - Rennell Rodd "On the Border Hills"

Sweet grace of low replies - Rennell Rodd "Requiescat"

Where the numberless dead cities sleep - Rennell Rodd "A Roman Mirror"

The toll men pay to that strange ferry-boat - Rennell Rodd "A Roman Mirror"

One picture of that immemorial land - Rennell Rodd "A Roman Mirror"

Ere she stood before the queen Persephone - Rennell Rodd "A Roman Mirror"

She holds a shadowy mirror to her eyes - Rennell Rodd "A Roman Mirror"

With the yew-tree grove on its crest - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

Who sailed in a snake-prowed galley - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

With a terror of twenty swords - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

From the fiords of the sunless winter - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

Over the whole world's sea-board the shadow of Odin passed - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

And he came from a hundred battles - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

Had drunken the draught of triumph - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

And the wild god rode on the storm - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

The old man laughed in the thunder - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

Waved his sword in the lightnings - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

Flashed out from the flame-flushed skies - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

And the rocks are at war with the waters - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

With the jagged grey teeth in the storm - Rennell Rodd "The Sea-King's Grave"

All through the golden weather - Rennell Rodd "A Song of Autumn"

Autumn's wind uncloses the heart of all your flowers - Rennell Rodd "A Song of Autumn"

One word spoken, one whisper of regret - Rennell Rodd "A Song of Autumn"

The dream had not been broken - Rennell Rodd "A Song of Autumn"

Into all our dreaming drew the spirit of the stars - Rennell Rodd "A Star-Dream"

Those days are long departed - Rennell Rodd "Those Days Are Long Departed"

We asked our way of the swallow - Rennell Rodd "Those Days Are Long Departed"

Unknown among the long-forgotten - Rennell Rodd "Une Heure Viendra Qui Tout Paiera"

The stone cried out for vengeance - Rennell Rodd "Une Heure Viendra Qui Tout Paiera"

Wonders to sweet music set - Rennell Rodd "Une Heure Viendra Qui Tout Paiera"

His name the thunder of a battle call - Rennell Rodd "Une Heure Viendra Qui Tout Paiera"

Among the things forgotten and untold - Rennell Rodd "Une Heure Viendra Qui Tout Paiera"

Through realms the dead inherit - Rennell Rodd "When I Am Dead"

And pass where whirlwinds go - Rennell Rodd "When I Am Dead"

We shall stand above the thunder - Rennell Rodd "When I Am Dead"

A sweet still night of the vintage time - Rennell Rodd "Where the Rhone Goes Down to the Sea"

Bring back dreams of the days long dead - Rennell Rodd "Where the Rhone Goes Down to the Sea"

Alone with the night wind's sigh - Rennell Rodd "Where the Rhone Goes Down to the Sea"


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To catch the last vestiges of someone's history - Levi Romero "the cherry end of your cigarette against the pale sky"

In that hummed and whistled journey - Levi Romero "the cherry end of your cigarette against the pale sky"

Brought in by the winds of our own stormy reluctance - Levi Romero "the cherry end of your cigarette against the pale sky"

That does not distinguish between yesterday or tomorrow - Levi Romero "the cherry end of your cigarette against the pale sky"

Your eyes blazing in the moonless night - Levi Romero "the cherry end of your cigarette against the pale sky"


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And she wears seaweed in her hair - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

Scuttle into sand-tubes and hide amongst the spinifex - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

Hurling their smoked shells back into the sea - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

The world is still for three heartbeats - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

The crabs flee deep into the dunes - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

She steps silent from the sky onto sand - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

And kisses the sparrows in her hair - Hester J. Rook "The Sparrows in Her Hair"

Could pluck it from the air with my teeth - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Night is stretched across the frame of the sky - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

I am whole in the moonlight - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Drenched with the perfumes of summer nights and rose-hush - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Imagining a hundred thousand different futures - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Acid-dipped, and sky-tempered, storm-bathed - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Singing through moon-filled teeth - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Testing each new path that has bloomed before me - Hester J. Rook "Stepping the Path Trod by the Moon"

Sun soaked and dusk stained - Hester J. Rook "Under Silver Waves"

I struggle not to drown in the air above you - Hester J. Rook "Under Silver Waves"

Touched only by star and the wild - Hester J. Rook "Under Silver Waves"

When we kiss my lips shatter like bleeding glass - Hester J. Rook "Under Silver Waves"


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Scattered into flight the Vows of Lent - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Before the phantom of Pale Winter died - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Love's light Hand is knocking at the door - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

The New Moon reviving old desires - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

His heart with madness overflowing - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Who now make merry at the gloom - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Beyond the whirl of madd'ning cares - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

That dark taste still lingers in the mouth - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

With a saving drink of iced Nepenthe comes - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Each morn some fresh repentance brings - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

But where leaves the vows of Yesterday - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

If my conscience seem an idle joke - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Nor mock with laughter his most subtle lies - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

But was I sober when I swore? - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

To drown the memory of such insolence - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

And trail your Egotism in the dust - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

That clears to-day of unpaid debts and future fears - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Make the most of what you still may spend - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

And e'en in Eden flirted with the Snake - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"


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Because my country has robbed me of living - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

Exactly where my country ended me - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

Initiate the poetics of my history - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

A body protesting thinks itself as a door - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

Has learned to carve many doors out of its darkness - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

But the exit is never to see light - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

Your country shows you its wound - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

Nightingales crashing their voices through - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"

Everything becomes a protest against darkness - Fasasi Ridwan "Reliving: Post Trauma of the Lekki Tollgate Massacre"


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