The Complete Poetry of H. P. Lovecraft, Howard Lovecraft
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The Complete Poetry of H. P. Lovecraft

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Like Poe, Lovecraft began writing significantly more poetry than fiction, and at one point considered himself primarily a poet. This is his (more of less) complete public domain poetry.
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Jagoda Adamarczuk
Jagoda Adamarczukshared an impression5 years ago

Lovecraft is a master of his genre !

Carlos Khokhlova
Carlos Khokhlovahas quoted9 months ago
Ode to Selene or Diana
Immortal Moon, in maiden splendour shine.

Dispense thy beams, divine Latona’s child.

Thy silver rays all grosser things define,

And hide harsh truth in sweet illusion mild.

In thy soft light, the city of unrest

That stands so squalid in thy brother’s glare

Throws off its habit, and in silence blest

Becomes a vision, sparkling bright and fair.

The modern world, with all it’s care & pain,

The smoky streets, the hideous clanging mills,

Face ’neath thy beams, Selene, and again

We dream like shepherds on Chaldæa’s hills.

Take heed, Diana, of my humble plea.

Convey me where my happiness may last.

Draw me against the tide of time’s rough sea

And let my sprirt rest amid the past

Oda a Selene o Diana
Luna inmortal, en el brillo del esplendor de la doncella.

Dispara tus rayos, divina niña de Latona.

Tus rayos plateados definen todas las cosas más groseras,

Y esconder la dura verdad en la dulce ilusión suave.

En tu suave luz, la ciudad de los disturbios

Que se mantiene tan escuálido en el resplandor de tu hermano

Se quita el hábito, y en silencio bendice

Se convierte en una visión, brillante y justa.

El mundo moderno, con todo lo que es cuidado & dolor,

Las calles llenas de humo, los horribles molinos que chocan,

Enfréntate a tus rayos, Selene, y otra vez

Soñamos como pastores en las colinas de Chaldæa.

Presta atención, Diana, a mi humilde petición.

Transmitirme donde mi felicidad pueda durar.

Dibújame contra la marea del mar agitado del tiempo

Y dejar que mi falda descanse en medio del pasado...

ninuca bey
ninuca beyhas quoted2 months ago
That Nameless One to whom a thousand smokes
Rose, aeons gone, from unclean towers up-piled.
I saw the body spread on that dank stone,
And knew those things which feasted were not men;
I knew this strange, grey world was not my own,
But Yuggoth, past the starry voids—and then
The body shrieked at me with a dead cry,
And all too late I knew that it was I!
Дарья Хохлова
Дарья Хохловаhas quotedlast year
On the Vanity of Human Ambition

Apollo, chasing Daphne, gain’d his prize
But lo! she turn’d to wood before his eyes.
More modern swains at golden prizes aim,
And ever strive some worldly thing to claim.
Yet ’tis the same as in Apollo’s case,
For, once attain’d, the purest gold seems base.
All that men seek ’s unworthy of the quest,
Yet seek they will, and never pause for rest.
True bliss, methinks, a man can only find
In virtuous life, & cultivated mind.
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