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| Aftermath | Sciences and Auguries | It seems to have been easier to be an immortal fool than a mortal one.... |
| Akkad
(Gilgamesh, Prologue to, Part II) |
Songs of Legend | Akkad, Akkad, what might songs were sung for
thee when yet the world was young and fair |
| Anathematica, Principia | Sciences and Auguries | They tell us that meaning has died.... |
| Angrboda, Odin and | Songs of Legend | Who are you, who walks living on this road of Death? |
| An Apostasy
(The Voice of Silenos) |
Tales of Darkness | Oh! - that I tried to see into the Light
and your will sought turn me toward the Dark |
| An Hundred Stone | The Frontier | An hundred stones lay on the beach,
each crying . . . |
| Apollon
(The Spheres) |
Songs of Legend | Orbital roads roaring the great wheel's rumbling noise |
| Anti-Noah (Invocation II) | Sciences and Auguries | Send down great storms, O Lord
to purge thy world with fire! |
| At A Campfire | The Frontier | I am always so full of things to say;
things said in silence... |
| Atlas (Dunciad) | Odes and Orisons | The dunciation is reunciation a remonstration of hard fact; |
| The Axe | Rhymes and Sundry | Using lyre as axe hewing syntax - |
| The Bards of Babylon | Odes and Orisons | The bards of Babylon, the harps of Ur,
Great-galleried Nineveh's lore |
| The Bards of Babylon - Epilogue I | Odes and Orisons | Silent are the fuming cracks, the boiling stones; |
| The Bards of Babylon - Epilogue II | Odes and Orisons | Continuation of this contemplation, alas, halted |
| Beekeeper, The Wizard and the | Odes and Orisons | A wizard strode upon
the Road musing on enchantments |
| Beekeeper, The Wizard and the (Epilogue) | Odes and Orisons | His inward chantments entrancements were |
| Bellerophon's Song (I) | Odes and Orisons | I never asked to born into this age,
or saddled with this tongue |
| Bellerophon's Song (II) | Odes and Orisons | And Pegasus, fair Pegasus is dead... |
| The Body of Ymir | Songs of Legend | It seems to have come to be, or come to be recognized, that Ginningagap and Ragnarokr are the same, or not so very different... |
| The Body of Ymir
Part II (Metaphysical Cataclysm) |
Songs of Legend | Voluspa speaks of the birth and death of "mind", that is, of the consciousness-realm ruled by the Aesir... |
| Bralorne
(Bridge River Memories II) |
The Frontier | It's hard to see into one valley from another;
mountains constrict the winds of vision |
| Bridge River Memories
(I) (For my father) |
The Frontier | For you I tried to map the roads to Eldorado |
| Bridge River
Memories (II) (Bralorne) |
The Frontier | It's hard to see into one valley from another;
mountains constrict the winds of vision |
| Minerals | Bridge River Memories III(Minerals) | The sound of cinnabar; I smelt white agate
bearing gold black along the riverbottom, grinding |
| Broken | The Frontier | Broken by the weight of wheels |
| Campfire, At A | The Frontier | I am always so full of things to say;
things said in silence... |
| Campfire II (Crown Lake, Spring 1982) | The Frontier | Now I'll sit and watch the stars |
| Canticle | Odes and Orisons | Much was done and much was said
when all the streets were bled |
| The Canyon (Minerals III) | Songs of Love and Loss | We will swim together in the waters of our jade-black river; |
| To the Centaur | Songs of Love and Loss | Give me of thy stallion-strength
and rear upon the breaking night |
| Crown Lake, Spring 1982 (Campfire II) | The Frontier | Now I'll sit and watch the stars |
| The Curse (I) | Songs of Legend | The ancient voice: a mastery of tongues
more than all the questions arising from out the void |
| The Curse (II) | Songs of Legend | Life! - the counterpoint to all the tunes
that fascinate the mortal ear |
| The Curse (III) | Songs of Legend | Destiny? - what is thy shape? What we are and what we've been |
| Demon (The Hunter's Horn) | Songs of Love and Loss | In airs of dark molt dead demons remembered |
| The Diaspora (I) | Songs of Legend | The last years of our Destiny ride out the years and mountain-stir |
| The Diaspora (II) | Songs of Legend | Forgive my sooth, faer lord, and hear
my tale's accounting of an aging world |
| Dies Irae | Tales of Darkness | Days of woe, days of wrath would you sweep me into your storm once again, yet again |
| Divers Quatrains (I) | Odes and Orisons | The cry went up around the earth . . . |
| Divers Quatrains (II) | Odes and Orisons | Enough, dull tribe, and cease thy rout . . . |
| Divers Quatrains (III) | Odes and Orisons | To western lands your Time's ship did go |
| Divers Quatrains (IV) | Odes and Orisons | Thunder struck a sunset's fall . . . |
| Divers Quatrains (V) | Odes and Orisons | The hero's fate still was death . . . |
| Drake in Nova Albion | The Frontier | The seething sea swallows our setting sun: |
| Dream, Fragment of a (I) | Songs of Legend | Shadows opening into a light a well in time and seeming space |
| Dream, Fragment
of a (II) (The Wanderer) |
Songs of Legend | He snapped off his bracelet, placed it on the table with cautious reverence |
| The Drunkard at the Feast | Songs of Legend | But is all our glorious empire now fall'n?
Has stifled urge pent-up been spent? |
| The Drunkard at
the Feast II (Sestiad) |
Songs of Legend | Oh, if thou couldst but understand my tale!
I would tell it quick, and mince no thought |
| Dust, Just | Sciences and Auguries | Do not lead me, for I cannot be led:
I have seen the way, |
| Dusk | The Frontier | Dark goes over, beyond, into the endless west . . . |
| The Dynamos | Odes and Orisons | Roaring dynamos, current surging,
crackling and cracking |
| Elegy, Rocky Mountain (I) | Songs of Legend | Strange winds, strange lights, these days
the red of sunset mingled in pale moonglow |
| Elegy,
Rocky Mountain (II) (Gaea - Sonnet) |
Songs of Legend | The empire of the earth if fertile Nature: |
| Enconium I
(to HRH the Prince of Wales) |
Odes and Orisons | By ancient law, Wales gave of old
to singers down from mountain roads |
| Enconium II | Odes and Orisons | If one cants of olden days and cries, to hail the western breeze |
| Enconium III
(To HRH the Prince of Wales) |
Odes and Orisons | If ye are true of Prydain's line,
of Pwyll's and Pryderi's |
| Epilogue I (The Bards of Babylon) | Odes and Orisons | Silent are the fuming cracks, the boiling stones; |
| Epilogue II (The Bards of Babylon) | Odes and Orisons | Continuation of this contemplation, alas, halted |
| Epilogue (The Wizard and the Beekeeper) | Odes and Orisons | His inward chantments entrancements were |
| An Epistemology
(Transitory Satori) |
Sciences and Auguries | Sitting in the flesh out of my mind |
| Epitaph | Odes and Orisons | Let me behold the bounty of engulfing stone |
| Eros I
(The Fever) |
Songs of Love and Loss | What beauties have we squandered,
what gifts spoilt and ruined |
| Eros II
(The Fever cont.) |
Songs of Love and Loss | Eros , fevered, awakes, tosses his head within the darkness |
| Exile | Sciences and Auguries | Man was not driven from paradise;
man drives paradise from the world.... |
| Faerie, The Gates of (I) | Rhymes and Sundry | The clearances of enclosure taut boundaries roamed tight |
| Faerie, The Gates of (II) | Rhymes and Sundry | Where can I find fair heroes bold
with eyes yet brighter than ever told |
| Faerie, The Gates of (III) | Rhymes and Sundry | Who have such eyes, who have such ears,
who yearn for fairer than this world of tears? |
| Fafnir, A Lay of
(II) (Gimli) |
Songs of Legend | And where are the giants? - dead, or smitten, |
| Fafnir, A Lay of
(III) (Hydra) |
Songs of Legend | And still we are reptile, and deep-couched burns
our inner mind... |
| Fafnir, A Lay of | Songs of Legend | What do the birds say? |
| The Far Lands | The Frontier | Desolation: the far lands unbidden, swarming into you |
| Feast, The Drunkard at the (Part I) | Songs of Legend | But is all our glorious empire now fall'n?
Has stifled urge pent-up been spent? |
| Feast, The Drunkard
at the (Part II) (Sestiad) |
Songs of Legend | Oh, if thou couldst but understand my tale!
I would tell it quick, and mince no thought |
| The Fever (Eros I) | Songs of Love and Loss | What beauties have we squandered,
what gifts spoilt and ruined |
| The Fever cont. (Eros II) | Songs of Love and Loss | Eros , fevered, awakes, tosses his head within the darkness |
| Fireworks, Vancouver (1991) | Songs of Love and Loss | We walked among the throng-pressed crowd, you and I, sat quiet amid the swarm, |
| The Fortress | Odes and Orisons | Heaven is an angry fortress of silent rooms and empty halls |
| Fourfold (Quanta) | Odes and Orisons | Fourfold was the highest Name |
| Fragment of a Dream (I) | Songs of Legend | Shadows opening into a light a well in time and seeming space |
| Fragment of a
Dream (II) (The Wanderer) |
Songs of Legend | He snapped off his bracelet, placed it on the table with cautious reverence |
| Fragment from a Play (I) | Songs of Love and Loss | Some men are made
of stone and steel; Others born children of the pure fire, |
| Fragment from a Play (II) | Songs of Love and Loss | Who is this man
Why does he stare? He stands alone as if a dagger lay |
| Gaea
(Rocky Mountain Sonnet) |
Songs of Legend | The empire of the Earth is Nature: |
| The Gates of Faerie (I) | Rhymes and Sundry | The clearances of enclosure taut boundaries roamed tight |
| The Gates of Faerie (II) | Rhymes and Sundry | Where can I find fair heroes bold
with eyes yet brighter than ever told |
| The Gates of Faerie (III) | Rhymes and Sundry | Who have such eyes, who have such ears,
who yearn for fairer than this world of tears? |
| Gilgamesh, Prologue to (I) | Songs of Legend | I tell this not for craft of word,
or gain, or for the taste of modern ears |
| Gilgamesh, Prologue
to (II) (Akkad) |
Songs of Legend | Akkad, Akkad, what might songs were sung for
thee when yet the world was young and fair |
| Gimli
(A Lay of Fafnir, Part II) |
Songs of Legend | And where are the giants? - dead, or smitten, |
| Godhead | Songs of Love and Loss | Transcendent, in the flesh . . . |
| Hammer-thrower | Sciences and Auguries | At the centre of a vortex I remember you |
| Hell, The Whips
of (Query) |
Tales of Darkness | And if you felt you had been touched by God,
could you dare presume that Truth? |
| Hell's Bells | Odes and Orisons | Turning and surging, burning and urging |
| Hippolytus, The Mask of | Songs of Legend | Dare I wear the mask of Hippolytus
to dance and sing out, on stage the error of his ways . . . |
| To HRH the Prince
of Wales Enconium I) |
Odes and Orisons | By ancient law, Wales gave of old
to singers down from mountain roads |
| To HRH the Prince
of Wales (Enconium III) |
Odes and Orisons | If ye are true of Prydain's line
of Pwyll's and Pryderi's |
| Hlidskjalf, The View from | Songs of Legend | I gazed across the barren fields of ages |
| Hlidskjalf, The View
from (II) (Odin awakes out of a dream presaging...) |
Songs of Legend | I heard the sound of many horns,
Heimdal's mighty lur silenced by the din |
| The Horns of Triton | Odes and Orisons | And I heard the horns of Triton
sounding cross the grey-gulf watersea |
| The Hunter's Horn (Demon) | Songs of Love and Loss | In airs of dark molt dead demons remembered |
| An Hundred Stone | The Frontier | An hundred stones lay on the beach,
each crying . . . |
| Hvergelmir (In Memento
Homine) (The Well of Sorrows) |
Rhymes and Sundry | For though this world we walk in bright sun
below us run seven dark rivers a-run |
| Hydra (A Lay of Fafnir, Part III) | Songs of Legend | And still we are reptile, and deep-couched burns
our inner mind . . . |
| An Incantation to
Spite (Malgacabeithna the Mad) |
The Frontier | My reputation has waxed evil and diabolic,
so, as in Gloucester's once-fateful rhetoric, |
| Incantation to the Muse | Rhymes and Sundry | Embrace me with thy love, o goddess, and sing:
Fill me with the wine of poetry, |
| Invocation | Sciences and Auguries | Out of the Big Smoke: back home
to breathe the sweet mountain air |
| Invocation II (Anti-Noah) | Sciences and Auguries | Send down great storms, O Lord
to purge thy world with fire! |
| Judgement | Odes and Orisons | Good judges, attend, and heed my words - |
| Just Dust | Sciences and Auguries | Do not lead me, for I cannot be led:
I have seen the way, |
| Kicking Horse Pass | The Frontier | These granite veils imply a labyrinth
the TransCanada a thread unwound |
| Lament | Songs of Love and Loss | Oh, for that friendship is more
precious and rare than brother-ness |
| The Last of the Revenge Poems | Songs of Love and Loss | With all the furies on you, feeding on your flesh . . . |
| Last Moon, Summer's | The Frontier | Summer's last moon a pearl of cold bone |
| A Lay of Fafnir I | Songs of Legend | The dragon is the scion of the earth:
his fire is the belly of the earth |
| A Lay of Fafnir II (Gimli) | Songs of Legend | And where are the giants?- dead, or smitten, |
| A Lay of Fafnir III (Hydra) | Songs of Legend | And still we are reptile, and deep-couched burns
our inner mind |
| A Lay of Fafnir IV | Songs of Legend | What do the birds say? |
| Lightning
(Zeus) |
Odes and Orisons | The fire in heaven, the fire in man |
| The Lore | Rhymes and Sundry | The lore of dreamers, dreams, and rhyme
haunting thought, and speech, and time |
| Malgacabeithna the
Mad (An Incantation to Spite) |
Rhymes and Sundry | My reputation has waxed evil and diabolic,
so, as in Gloucester's once-fateful rhetoric, |
| The Mask of Hippolytus | Songs of Love and Loss | Dare I wear the mask of Hippolytus
to dance and sing out, on stage the error of his ways . . . |
| Memento
(To Georgia Brown/White Cloud) |
Songs of Legend | Ah! - the tale of long years: The place of exile the sighs out of the rift... |
| In Memento Homine
(Hvergelmir) (The Well of Sorrows) |
Rhymes and Sundry | For though this world we walk in bright sun
below us run seven dark rivers a-run |
| Metapause (a definition) | Tales of Darkness | The mohorovivic discontinuity between the physical and the metaphysical: |
| Metaphysical Cataclysm
(The Body of Ymir Part II) |
Songs of Legend | Voluspa speaks of the birth and death of "mind", that is, of the consciousness-realm ruled by the Aesir... |
| Meteorology | Sciences and Auguries | Of the matter of the earth that coiled 'round gravity's weight |
| Minerals | The Frontier(Bridge River Memories III) | The sound of cinnabar; I smelt white agate
bearing gold black along the riverbottom, grinding |
| Minerals II | The Frontier | Black and umbre, quicked in red
fire and green stone, grey purpure |
| Minerals III
(The Canyon) |
Songs of Love and Loss | We will swim together in the waters of our jade-black river; |
| Moon, Summer's Last | The Frontier | Summer's last moon a pearl of cold bone |
| Muse, Incantation to the | Rhymes and Sundry | Embrace me with thy love, o goddess, and sing:
Fill me with the wine of poetry, |
| The Music of Stones | Songs of Love and Loss | The music of stones, mute but turned to wind.
We empty out our souls into the tones that command |
| The Nameless Land | The Frontier | In the nameless land shadows deepen, the mountains raise |
| The Nevernight | Tales of Darkness | Take me back to the nevernight: light
the dew diamond with rainbow-burned fires |
| Nevernight, Reverie on the | The Frontier | Spinning darkly in starglow . . . |
| New Gods | The Frontier | New gods arrive: the frontier re-opens |
| Noah, Anti-
(Invocation II) |
Sciences and Auguries | Send down great storms, O Lord
to purge thy world with fire! |
| Nova Albion, Drake in | The Frontier | The seething sea swallows our setting sun: |
| Oberon
I (The Gates of Faerie I) |
Rhymes and Sundry | The clearances of enclosure, taut boundaries roamed tight |
| Oberon II
(The Gates of Faerie II) |
Rhymes and Sundry | Where can I find fair heroes bold
with eyes yet brighter than ever told |
| Oberon III
(The Gates of Faerie III) |
Rhymes and Sundry | Who have such eyes, who have such ears,
who yearn for fairer than this world of tears? |
| October | The Frontier | The golden days of summer have ended;
the fall rains arrive . . . |
| Odin and Angrboda | Songs of Legend | Who are you, who walks living on this road of Death? |
| Odin awakes out of
a dream presaging... (The View from Hlidskjalf II) |
Songs of Legend | I heard the sound of many horns,
Heimdal's mighty lur silenced by the din |
| Oka Ultimatum | The Frontier | Drinking coffee and the summer wine |
| An Old Wive's Tale | Rhymes and Sundry | Here's to the king of a lasting peace - |
| Oracle | Songs of Legend | . . . and so end the empires of all our dreams |
| The Orchard | The Frontier | To a hot dusty orchard, strewn with thickets
of the long-burred grass |
| Orison | Sciences and Auguries | I open my book of secrets: Behold! - a world spun dreaming |
| Pathetique (I) | Songs of Love and Loss | All well and good because I really should stay away... |
| Pathetique (II) | Songs of Love and Loss | Why did you ask me to take off my mask? |
| Peregrination | The Frontier | And I returned home, to the cold pine dale, the copper peaks, |
| Phoenix | Sciences and Auguries | Ashes of the great dream, embers of the wall, the dome |
| The Pinewood | The Frontier | I know a pinewood mountain high |
| Prince of Wales, To HRH the (Enconium I) | Odes and Orisons | By ancient law, Wales gave of old
to singers down from mountain roads |
| Prince of Wales, to HRH the (Enconium III) | Odes and Orisons | If you are true of Prydain's line,
of Pwyll's and Pryderi's |
| Principia Anathematica | Sciences and Auguries | The tell us that meaning has died.... |
| Quanta ("Fourfold") | Odes and Orisons | Fourfold was the highest Name Fourfold is the shape of change |
| Quatrains, Divers | Odes and Orisons | The cry went up around the earth . . . |
| Quatrains, Divers | Odes and Orisons | Enough, dull tribe, and cease thy rout . . . |
| Quatrains, Divers | Odes and Orisons | To western lands your Time's ship did go |
| Quatrains, Divers | Odes and Orisons | Thunder struck a sunset's fall . . . |
| Quatrains, Divers | Odes and Orisons | The hero's fate still was death . . . |
| Query
(The Whips of Hell) |
Tales of Darkness | And if you felt you had been touched by God,
could you dare presume that Truth? |
| Rebuke
(The Scythe) |
Songs of Love and Loss | As ye sow, so shall ye reap let me not weep |
| Rede | Rhymes and Sundry | And so, we know not more than this
All men's redes are but cold artifice |
| Revenge Poems, the Last of the | Songs of Love and Loss | With all the furies on you, feeding on your flesh . . . |
| Reverie | Sciences and Auguries | And I looked into the face of the world,
and I saw there great gashes |
| Reverie (on the Nevernight) | The Frontier | Spinning darkly in starglow . . . |
| Rocky Mountain Elegy | Songs of Legend | Strange winds, strange lights, these days
the red of sunset mingled in pale moonglow |
| Rocky Mountain Sonnet (Gaea) | Songs of Legend | The empire of the Earth is nature |
| The Risk | Tales of Darkness | Diving into the knife-edge line
skimming a tangent surface, sharp, |
| Satori, Transitory (An Epistemology) |
Sciences and Auguries | Sitting in the flesh out of my mind |
| The Scythe
(Rebuke) |
Songs of Love and Loss | As ye sow, so shall ye reap let me not weep |
| Serenades (I) | Songs of Love and Loss | Golden, sere, taut and still, sweat moist and drawn... |
| Serenades (II) | Songs of Love and Loss | We wander in the night together, sleeping |
| Serenades (III) | Songs of Love and Loss | Draw away the curtain between us -
Have I not seen... |
| Serenades (IV) | Songs of Love and Loss | Shaking, shaken, I held you in a long-gone night, darksome, hot |
| Sestiad
(The Drunkard at the Feast - Part II) |
Songs of Legend | Oh, if thou couldst but understand my tale!
I would tell it quick, and mince no thought |
| The Shadow of
Fools (Song of the Wheel II) |
Tales of Darkness | The shadow of fools (a wheel, an oxe, and axle broken) |
| Sigurd | Songs of Legend | For a noble beast I am named; as one I have wandered |
| Silenos, The
Voice of (An Apostasy) |
Tales of Darkness | Oh! - that I tried to see into the Light
and your will sought turn me toward the Dark |
| Sing me no more... | Rhymes and Sundry | Sing me no more of mystical lays,
philosopher's stones, the wize gone crazed |
| Six Black Looks | Tales of Darkness | Six black looks, and a madness like a broken windowpane... |
| Song of the
Wheel I (Throwing Stones in Glass Houses) |
Tales of Darkness | I knew a roaring wind, that shook the earth |
| Song of the Wheel
II (The Shadow of Fools) |
Tales of Darkness | The shadow of fools (a wheel, an ox, an axle, broken) |
| Sorrows, The Well
of Hvergelmir (In Memento Homine) |
Rhymes and Sundry | For though this world we walk in bright sun
below us run seven dark rivers a-run |
| The Spheres
(Apollon) |
Songs of Legend | Orbital roads roaring the great wheel's rumbling noise |
| Spite, An Incantation
to (Malgacabeithna the Mad) |
The Frontier | My reputation has waxed evil and diabolic,
so, as in Gloucester's once-fateful rhetoric, |
| Splendor Sine Occasu | Rhymes and Sundry | Creation was the Work of God but God is dead, by Man's unnatural Act |
| Stars | Sciences and Auguries | Shadows of a light that has gone out |
| Stone, An Hundred | The Frontier | An hundred stones lay on the beach,
each crying . . . |
| Stones, The Music of | Songs of Love and Loss | The music of stones, mute but turned to wind.
We empty out our souls into the tones that command us |
| Strophe
(Fragment from a Play I) |
Songs of Love and Loss | Some men are made
of stone and steel; Others born children of the pure fire, |
| The Subconscious | Tales of Darkness | Those who have never made the descent and traverse into the subconscious... |
| Summer's Last Moon | The Frontier | Summer's last moon a pearl of cold bone |
| Summoning | Songs of Legend | Is my instrument yet broken? |
| A Surfeit (I) | Tales of Darkness | A surfeit of dreams, a glut of being;
tides of sense and memory in surge and deeds of doings undone to be |
| A Surfeit (II) | Tales of Darkness | To have spoken in the tongue of dreams,
to have walked amidst the shadows of the nightmare world |
| Surrender | Tales of Darkness | Even the fairest words turn bitter,
the sweetest beauty lost of fineness |
| A Symbol for our Age | Songs of Legend | Consider the icon of the bomb: |
| Testament | Odes and Orisons | All the private hymns that pass unwritten;
All the quiet hours that blessed unbidden: |
| Things Unknown | Tales of Darkness | I spoke of things unknown raised spectres of times long-vanished |
| Throwing Stones
in Glass Houses (Song of the Wheel I) |
Tales of Darkness | I knew a roaring wind, that shook the earth |
| Time Rhyme | Odes and Orisons | I have waited in the death called Time
and chanted out the names of rhyme |
| The Tower | Rhymes and Sundry | And since that olden tower's breaking
None have walked the unwalked ways |
| Transitory Satori
(An Epistemology) |
Sciences and Auguries | Sitting in the flesh out of my mind |
| Triton, The Horns of | Odes and Orisons | And I heard the horns of Triton
sounding 'cross the grey-gulf watersea |
| Ultimatum, Oka | The Frontier | Drinking coffee and the summer wine |
| Unknowing | Tales of Darkness | Bursting with words unsaid I struggle to grasp a theme unshaped. |
| Unknown, Things | Tales of Darkness | I spoke of things unknown, raised spectres of times long-vanished |
| Untitled | Songs of Legend | And should I still my own restive tongue,
then read true from the masters dead and gone |
| Untitled | Songs of Legend | As though from distant miles -
a dog barking in the street. |
| Untitled | Songs of Love and Loss | Lo, I have been long upon this earth. I have felt the rain |
| Untitled | Songs of Love and Loss | I had come to know myself anew, moving into a new experience... |
| Untitled | The Frontier | In the season of the Crucifixion
cold snows upon the high Cayoosh |
| Untitled | Songs of Legend | Howl, howl, o winds of the wayfarer's road... |
| Untitled | The Frontier | Waiting for the morrow's eve, when the frontiers and the frozen roads will open |
| Untitled | The Frontier | Squealing, grinding, rumbling, the night freight crawls north, to Lillooet |
| Untitled | The Frontier | The snows of a newer winter |
| Vancouver Fireworks, 1991 | Songs of Love and Loss | We walked among the throng-pressed crowd, you and I, sat quiet amid the swarm, |
| The View from Hlidhskjalf | Songs of Legend | I gazed across the barren fields of ages |
| (The View from Hlidskjalf
II (Odin wakes out of a dream presaging...) |
Songs of Legend | I heard the sound of many horns,
Heimdal's mighty lur silenced by the din |
| The Voice of
Silenos (An Apostasy) |
Tales of Darkness | Oh! - that I tried to see into the Light
and your will sought turn me toward the Dark |
| Waking Up | The Frontier | Waking up, distant mountains receding from the mind as though unmade, never even dreamt-of or desired |
| The Waking World | The Frontier | In the morning of the waking world |
| Wales, To HRH the Prince of | Odes and Orisons | By ancient law, Wales gave of old
to singers down from mountain roads |
| Wales, To HRH the Prince of (Enconium III) |
Odes and Orisons | If ye are true of Prydain's line
of Pwyll's and Pryderi's |
| The Wanderer
(Fragment of a Dream II) |
Songs of Legend | He snapped off his bracelet, placed it on the table with cautious reverence |
| The Well of Sorrows
Hvergelmir (In Memento Homine) |
Rhymes and Sundry | For though this world we walk in bright sun
below us run seven dark rivers a-run |
| The Whips of Hell | Tales of Darkness | And if you felt you had been touched by God,
could you dare presume that Truth? |
| The Wild Land | The Frontier | Wet rain on the Moha Road: Cold fog above a frozen plain |
| Winters Past | The Frontier | Snow falls upon the silent hills
the white echo of the forests |
| Witness | Odes and Orisons | Witness the mastery of the primal Work:
All man's Art is but a shade |
| Wive's Tale, An Old | Rhymes and Sundry | Here's to the king of a lasting peace - |
| The Wizard and the Beekeeper | Odes and Orisons | A wizard strode upon the road musing on enchantments |
| The Wizard and the Beekeeper (Epilogue) | Odes and Orisons | His inward chantments entrancements were |
| In Worldbane Wood I | Odes and Orisons | In worldbane wood, a small plant grows |
| In Worldbane Wood II | Odes and Orisons | It has begun: bang loud drum, baned; |
| In Worldbane Wood III | Odes and Orisons | The greymaned horse, with sable flanks, |
| In Worldbane Wood IV | Odes and Orisons | The rocks are chanting, the mountains dance
the wind whirls black and bright |
| In Worldbane Wood V | Odes and Orisons | Dark moon in blackbrazened void |
| In Worldbane Wood VI | Odes and Orisons | The elfin host rides in black . . . |
| In Worldbane Wood VII (The Fortress) | Odes and Orisons | Heaven is an angry fortress of silent rooms and empty halls . . . |
| Ymir, The Body of | Songs of Legend | It seems to have come to be, or come to be recognized, that Ginnungagap and Ragnarokr are the same, or not so very different... |
| Ymir, The Body of
(Part II) (Metaphysical Cataclysm) |
Songs of Legend | Voluspa speaks of the birth and death of "mind", that is, of the consciousness-realm ruled by the Aesir... |
| Yukon Journey | The Frontier | We roamed the road to Eldorado
north, into the golden dream |
| Zeus (Lightning) |
Odes and Orisons | The fire in heaven, the fire in man |
Songs of Love and Loss
| Rhymes and Sundry | Sciences and Auguries
