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A Poet at Twenty by Donald Hall
Images leap with him from branch to branch. His eyes
brighten, his head cocks, he pauses under a gr..
Affirmation by Donald Hall
To grow old is to lose everything.
Aging, everybody knows it.
Even when we are young,
we glimpse..
An old life by Donald Hall
Snow fell in the night.
At five-fifteen I woke to a bluish
mounded softness where
the Honda was...
Aunt Helen by T. S. Eliot
MISS HELEN SLINGSBY was my maiden aunt,
And lived in a small house near a fashionable square
Cared..
A Cooking Egg by T. S. Eliot
En l’an trentiesme do mon aage
Que toutes mes hontes j’ay beues...
PIPIT sate upright in her c..
Ash Wednesday by T. S. Eliot
I
Because I do not hope to turn again
Because I do not hope
Because I do not hope to turn
Desi..
As I Step Over A Puddle At The End Of Winter, I Think Of An Ancient Chinese Governor by James Wright
And how can I, born in evil days
And fresh from failure, ask a kindness of Fate?
-- Written A.D...
A Winter Daybreak Above Vence by James Wright
The night’s drifts
Pile up below me and behind my back,
Slide down the hill, rise again, and build..
A Note Left In Jimmy Leonard's Shack by James Wright
Near the dry river’s water-mark we found
Your brother Minnegan,
Flopped like a fish against the mu..
A Poem About George Doty In The Death House by James Wright
Lured by the wall, and drawn
To stare below the roof,
Where pigeons nest aloof
From prowling cats..
At The Executed Murderer's Grave by James Wright
for J.L.D.
Why should we do this? What good is it to us? Above all,
how can we do such a thing?..
Autumn Begins In Martins Ferry, Ohio by James Wright
In the Shreve High football stadium,
I think of Polacks nursing long beers in Tiltonsville,
And gr..
A Blessing by James Wright
Just off the Highway to Rochester, Minnesota
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.
And the ey..
Artificer by Czeslaw Milosz
Burning, he walks in the stream of flickering letters, clarinets,
machines throbbing quicker than t..
A Hall by Czeslaw Milosz
The road led straight to the temple.
Notre Dame, though not Gothic at all.
The huge doors were clo..
And Yet The Books by Czeslaw Milosz
And yet the books will be there on the shelves, separate beings,
That appeared once, still wet
As..
Account by Czeslaw Milosz
The history of my stupidity would fill many volumes.
Some would be devoted to acting against cons..
At a Certain Age by Czeslaw Milosz
We wanted to confess our sins but there were no takers.
White clouds refused to accept them, and th..
A Poem For the End of the Century by Czeslaw Milosz
When everything was fine
And the notion of sin had vanished
And the earth was ready
In universal..
Ars Poetica? by Czeslaw Milosz
I have always aspired to a more spacious form
that would be free from the claims of poetry or prose..
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