Selected Poems of Arlen Riley Wilson


to the tune of Derry Air

Would God I were that tender apple blossom
With for my only duty loveliness
A lonely bee my suitor gratefully received,
This one caress and I to perish fast, fulfilled

Derry Air - melody widely know as Danny Boy

An Easter Song
Poem Beginning With a Line from Horace
To the Tune of Derry Air
On almost deciding that
it's too bad prefrontal lobotomies
are out of style especially for mothers
Hymn to the Democratic Party
Announcement 1969
For a Ladies's Magazine

Holistic Remedy
Our Lady of Outer Space
Is The Body of My Enemy my Enemy?
Save Your Breath
To the Persian Gulf: Thanks
Old Woman on the Beach
Quiet Lady

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