Poems about definite (20 Poems)
Farmer, Dying (Richard Hugo Poem)
for Hank and Nancy Seven thousand acres of grass have faded yellow from his cough. These limp days, his anger, legend forty years from moon to Stevensville, lives on, just barely, in a Great Falls whore. Cruel times, he cries, … Continue reading
Docker (Seamus Heaney Poem)
There, in the corner, staring at his drink. The cap juts like a gantry’s crossbeam, Cowling plated forehead and sledgehead jaw. Speech is clamped in the lips’ vice. That fist would drop a hammer on a Catholic- Oh yes, that … Continue reading
War Profit Litany (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
To Ezra Pound These are the names of the companies that have made money from this war nineteenhundredsixtyeight Annodomini fourthousand eighty Hebraic These are the Corporations who have profited by merchan- dising skinburning phosphorous or shells fragmented to thousands of … Continue reading
A May Shower (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Something different, particular a May shower, the other day, not July; certainly not March a specific sound, a definite smell of the May shower – warm but not hot, the pavement, the dirt reacting but not convulsed a gentle warm … Continue reading
Portrait of a Lady (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Thou hast committed- Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. I AMONG the smoke and fog of a December afternoon You have the scene arrange itself-as it will seem to … Continue reading
The Moon, how definite its orb! (fragment) (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
The Moon, how definite its orb! Yet gaze again, and with a steady gaze– ‘Tis there indeed,–but where is it not?– It is suffused o’er all the sapphire Heaven, Trees, herbage, snake-like stream, unwrinkled Lake, Whose very murmur does of … Continue reading
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing in America peace parade. They had thousands of red stickers printed and they pasted them on their small foreign cars, … Continue reading
An Improvisation For Angular Momentum (A. R. Ammons Poem)
Walking is like imagination, a single step dissolves the circle into motion; the eye here and there rests on a leaf, gap, or ledge, everything flowing except where sight touches seen: stop, though, and reality snaps back in, locked hard, … Continue reading
The Schooner ‘Flight’ (Derek Walcott Poems)
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of this Carribean, I blow out the light by the dreamless face of Maria Concepcion to ship as a seaman on … Continue reading
The Dependencies (Howard Nemerov Poems)
This morning, between two branches of a tree Beside the door, epeira once again Has spun and signed his tapestry and trap. I test his early-warning system and It works, he scrambles forth in sable with The yellow hieroglyph that … Continue reading