Epitaph for Harty

HERE’s the mortal part of Harty; In this life he got his start Forming of a charter party Party of the second part. Say not of him that he bartered, Chaffered crudely in the mart, He who sat apart and chartered Parties with a loving heart. To his parties he imparted Charters that were works … Continue reading Epitaph for Harty


In an Austrian Hospital

HERE in this Austrian town I lie upon my bed And watch the snow come floating down Out of a sky of lead. The crucifix upon the wall Its silent figure bears. I hear a clatter in the hall, A murmur on the stairs, And now the smiling nun is come. “Grüss Gott,” she says … Continue reading In an Austrian Hospital