Thomas Holley Chivers > Quotes

“Clatta, clatta, clatta, clatter
Like the devil beating batter
Down below in iron platter
Which subsides into a clanky
And a clinky, and a clanky
And a clinky, clanky, clanky
And a clanky, clinky, clanky
And the song that now I offer
For Apollo's Golden Coffer
With the friendship that I proffer
Is for Riding on a Rail”
― Thomas Holley Chivers

“As an egg, when broken, never
Can be mended, but must ever
Be the same crushed egg forever —
So shall this dark heart of mine!
Which, though broken, is still breaking,
And shall never more cease aching
For the sleep which has no waking —
For the sleep which now is thine!”
― Thomas Holley Chivers

“As the diamond is the crystalline Revelator of the achromatic white light of Heaven, so is a perfect poem the crystalline revelation of the Divine Idea.”
― Thomas Holley Chivers, Eonchs of ruby; A gift of love

“Many mellow Cydonian suckets
Sweet apples, anthosmial, divine,
From the ruby-rimmed beryline buckets
Star-gemmed, lily-shaped, hyaline;
Like the sweet golden goblet found growing
On the wild emerald cucumber-tree,
Rich, brilliant, like chrysopraz glowing
I then brought to my Rosalie Lee”
― Thomas Holley Chivers

“So do I hope to gather golden grain,
Into the Adamantine Pyramid Bins
Of Heaven.”
― Thomas Holley Chivers