Charl Nolan - For Claire (1924)
Forgotten Poems #54
—: For Claire :—
Think of a city maple many of many scoffing the wind and rain and roar of the seasons, proud, strong, certain. Is not our love like this?
Nolan, Charl (p. 1923-24, etc.)
P: Pegasus (1923), The Wanderer (1923/24); etc.
Charl Nolan was a poet from Chicago, who published a handful poems in the mid-1920s in The Wanderer and Pegasus. Besides a few scattered mentions, I have been unable to find any further information about them.
For Charl Nolan by Dick Whyte winter sun grabbing at the skin of trees, green brown gold blue blue blue like the condensation of night, new words blown in glass
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F.S. Flint - Cones (1916)
—: Cones :— The blue mist of after-rain fills all the trees; the sunlight gilds the tops of the poplar spires, far off, behind the houses. Here a branch sways and there a sparrow twitters...
Hart Crane - My Grandmother's Love Letters (1926)
—: My Grandmother’s Love Letters :— There are no stars to-night But those of memory. Yet how much room for memory there is In the loose girdle of soft rain...
Pauline Cahn - Rest (1918)
—: Rest :— I am so tired—so tired. I see too many people, Read too many books. Do too many things. I hate the theaters, I hate my work, I want you,—only you . . . .
Not bad poems and show that who wrote them had poetic talent. It is a shame that a good information about them is hard to find. Thanks for sharing.
You make such fabulous discoveries and your poems in response are lovely.