S. Estelle GreatheadRegistrar at the State Normal School and San Jos� State Teachers College, 1905 - 1923Published Poet |
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Selected Poems
Taj Mahal
How sharply keen the royal grief That carved these stubborn stones And placed them row on row. How softly warm the kingly tears That woke these mines of slumbering gems And made them glow. How strange that this bejeweled shrine, This iridescent vision Of the human brain, Should rise from out the fumes of love And grief that burned within A crucible of pain.
The Inner Vision Gently
he lived, gently he died; No
fetters bound him to his task; His
spirit never lost its youth, The
pricks of pain, the stabs of fate Gently
he lived, gently he died;
Montalvo Montalvo,
shrine of poesy and art! Within
thy sunlight pathways peace is found, An
artist soul envisioned this rare spot, Who
but a poet dreamed that emerald pool, And
passed it on to those whose souls were lit |
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Source: Story of an Inspiring Past (1928) by Greathead
Last Modified: Feb 22, 2023