Julie G’s Reviews > The Dream Keeper and Other Poems > Status Update
Julie G
is on page 62 of 96
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln
went down to New Orleans, and I've seen its
muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunset.
— Feb 22, 2026 09:09AM
went down to New Orleans, and I've seen its
muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunset.
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Julie G
is on page 76 of 96
Gather out of star-dust
Earth-dust,
Cloud-dust,
Storm-dust,
And splinters of hail,
One handful of dream-dust
Not for sale.
— Feb 22, 2026 01:10PM
Earth-dust,
Cloud-dust,
Storm-dust,
And splinters of hail,
One handful of dream-dust
Not for sale.
Julie G
is on page 42 of 96
Because you are to me a song
I must not sing you over-long.
Because you are to me a prayer
I cannot say you everywhere.
Because you are to me a rose--
You will not stay when summer goes.
— Feb 21, 2026 02:40PM
I must not sing you over-long.
Because you are to me a prayer
I cannot say you everywhere.
Because you are to me a rose--
You will not stay when summer goes.
Julie G
is on page 29 of 96
Lovely, dark, and lonely one,
Bare your bosom to the sun.
Do not be afraid of light,
You who are a child of night.
Open wide your arms to life,
Whirl in the wind of pain and strife,
Face the wall with the dark closed gate,
Beat with bare, brown fists--
And wait.
— Feb 21, 2026 11:21AM
Bare your bosom to the sun.
Do not be afraid of light,
You who are a child of night.
Open wide your arms to life,
Whirl in the wind of pain and strife,
Face the wall with the dark closed gate,
Beat with bare, brown fists--
And wait.
Julie G
is on page 8 of 96
Now,
In June,
When the night is a vast softness
Filled with blue stars,
And broken shafts of moon-glimmer
Fall upon the earth,
Am I too old to see the fairies dance?
I cannot find them any more.
— Feb 19, 2026 09:59AM
In June,
When the night is a vast softness
Filled with blue stars,
And broken shafts of moon-glimmer
Fall upon the earth,
Am I too old to see the fairies dance?
I cannot find them any more.
