American novelist & poet (1869-1954)
I would slake my thirst sometimes at the wells of old remembrance;
But the water is so deep I fear to fall therein.
ELSA BARKER
Songs of a Vagrom Angel
Call no man free nor count his bondage done,
Though he be master of unminted gold
With kings to do him homage, if his hold
Be not so strong on the immortal sun--The shining, heliocentric Self—that none
May loosen it.
ELSA BARKER
The Frozen Grail and Other Poems
If you desire something of real value -- tell no one.
You will find it maybe when the eyes of Destiny are turned the other way.
ELSA BARKER
Songs of a Vagrom Angel
No desert waste is lonelier than I.
The arid pain of Love has burned me dry.
ELSA BARKER
"The Garden of Rose and Rue", The Book of Love
One is only safe with shadows if one carries light within.
ELSA BARKER
Songs of a Vagrom Angel
Oh, kill me with thy kisses! Drain me dry
Of pain and life, nor leave me breath to sigh;
Yea, feed my spirit, starving at thy lips,
Thy sweet perfidious poison ere I die!
ELSA BARKER
"The Garden of Rose and Rue", The Book of Love
an end; He smiles in His sleep sometimes, and men know the Golden Age; sometimes He is restless, too, and the revolutions come. Will the Dreamer never awake? Who knows! I would hold Him sleeping; For if He should rise from His nest on the down of eternity, He might rub His drowsy eyes -- and I should forget to be.
ELSA BARKER
Songs of a Vagrom Angel
To get, one must give. That is the Law.
ELSA BARKER
Letters from a Living Dead Man
If a man understands that his recent sojourn on earth was merely the latest of a long series of lives, and if he concentrates his mind towards recovering the memories of the distant past, he can recover them.
ELSA BARKER
Letters from a Living Dead Man
The pain of Love has poisoned all the day.
Pitiless Love, that lures but to betray!
And pitiless the whisper of the soul:
Like songs and worlds, this too shall pass away.
ELSA BARKER
"The Garden of Rose and Rue", The Book of Love
There is a sore spot in the heart of Truth, and no balm can ever heal it.
ELSA BARKER
Songs of a Vagrom Angel