The Assassination (Donald Justice Poem)
It begins again, the nocturnal pulse. It courses through the cables laid for it. It mounts to the chandeliers and ...
It begins again, the nocturnal pulse. It courses through the cables laid for it. It mounts to the chandeliers and ...
Frail as smoke, she drifts through the crowded train, bringing with her the cold ashes of poverty. Without a word, ...
however foul the times or difficult the ways are through those personal morasses this change of age won't let a ...
In nineteen hundred forty-nine China was won by Mao Tse-tung Chiang Kai-shek's army ran away They were waiting there in ...
To Ezra Pound These are the names of the companies that have made money from this war nineteenhundredsixtyeight Annodomini fourthousand ...
America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956. I can't ...
The street people homeless and alone the shepherds watching in the cities, urban landscape in the dark, cold night They ...
Would you hear a Wild tale of adventure Of a hero who tackled the sea, A super-man swimming the ocean, ...
I THE WINTER evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. ...
The blue forest, chilled and blue, like the lips of the dead if the lips were gone. The year has ...
They say you can jinx a poem if you talk about it before it is done. If you let it ...
Bhaskar Roy Barman He knew for sure he was going to succumb to the eminence grise of an alien thoudea ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
Earliest morning, switching all the tracks that cross the sky from cinder star to star, coupling the ends of streets ...
this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with ...
O all ye exorcizers come and exorcize now, and ye clergymen draw nigh and clerge, For I wish to be ...
Then dirt scared me, because of the dirt he had put on her face. And her training bra scared me-the ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
I was the Sunday school superintendent, The dummy president of the wagon works And the canning factory, Acting for Thomas ...
He protested all his life long The newspapers lied about him villainously; That he was not at fault for Minerva's ...
I looked like Abraham Lincoln. I was one of you, Spoon River, in all fellowship, But standing for the rights ...
No other man, unless it was Doc Hill, Did more for people in this town than l. And all the ...
I. At last; so this is you, my dear! How should I guess to find you here? So long, so ...
Translated by Shorsha Sullivan (book includes DVD with audio performance directed by Piers Burton-Page, slide show of sculptures by Fritz ...
How many tears can the ocean hold? What the history books Don't tell you is that The Indian Ocean was ...
AFTER HAVING READ A GREAT DEAL OF GOOD CURRENT POETRY IN THE MAGAZINES AND NEWSPAPERS Ah, they are passing, passing ...
My brother comes home from work and climbs the stairs to our room. I can hear the bed groan and ...
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