Boo to Buddha poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster

A poem by Alistar Crowley (1875-1947)

So it is eighteen years,

Helena, since we met!

A season so endears,

Nor you nor I forget

The fresh young faces that once clove

In that most fiery dawn of love.

We wandered to and fro,

Who knew not how to woo,

Those eighteen years ago,

Sweetheart, when I and you

Exchanged high vows in heaven’s sight

That scarce survived a summer’s night.

What scourge smote from the stars

What madness from the moon?

That night we broke the bars

Was quintessential June,

When you and I beneath the trees

Bartered our bold virginities.

Eighteen -years, months, or hours?

Time is a tyrant’s toy!

Eternal are the flowers!

We are but girl and boy

Yet -since love leapt as swift to-night

As it had never left the light!

For fiercer from the South

Still flames your cruel hair,

And Trojan Helen’s mouth

Still not so ripe and rare

As Helena’s -nor love nor youth

So leaps with lust or thrills with truth.

Helena, still we hold

Flesh firmer, still we mix

Black hair with hair as gold.

Life has but served to fix

Our hearts; love lingers on the tongue,

And who loves once is always young.

The stars are still the same;

The changeful moon endures;

Come without fear or shame,

And draw my mouth to yours!

Youth fails, however flesh be fain;

Manhood and womanhood attain.

Life is a string of pearls,

And you the first I strung.

You left -first flower of girls! –

Life lyric on my tongue,

An indefatigable dance,

An inexhaustible romance!

Blush of love’s dawn, bright bud

That bloomed for my delight,

First blossom of my blood,

Burn in that blood to-night!

Helena, Helena, fiercely fresh,

Your flesh flies fervent to my flesh.

What sage can dare impugn

Man’s immortality?

Our godhead swims, immune

From death and destiny.

Ignored the bubble in the flow

Of love eighteen short years ago!

Time -I embrace all time

As my arm rings your waist.

Space -you surpass, sublime,

As, taking me, we taste

Omnipotence, sense slaying sense,

Soul slaying soul, omniscience.

Poetry Monster – Home

A few random poems:

External links

Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus

Talking Writing Monster’s Page –

Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh

Poems in English 

• Memorials of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 I. Departure From The Vale Of Grasmere, August 1803 by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Matthew by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Maternal Grief by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Mark The Concentrated Hazels That Enclose by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lucy by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lucy Gray [or Solitude] by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Louisa: After Accompanying Her On A Mountain Excursion by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Look Now On That Adventurer Who Hath Paid by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• London, 1802 by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lines Written On A Blank Leaf In A Copy Of The Author’s Poem “The Excursion,” by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lines Written In Early Spring by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lines Written As A School Exercise At Hawkshead, Anno Aetatis 14 by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lines On The Expected Invasion, 1803 by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lines Left Upon The Seat Of A Yew-Tree, by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Laodamia by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• Lament Of Mary Queen Of Scots by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• It was an April morning: fresh and clear by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• It Is No Spirit Who From Heaven Hath Flown by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth
• It Is a Beauteous Evening by William Wordsworth by William Wordsworth

More external links (open in a new tab):

Russian Commerce Agency

Dealing Monster

Doska or the Board – write anything

Search engines:

Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)

Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.

Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees

Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.

Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.

 

Parallel Translations of Poetry

Poems by Author and Category

The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works