Ode to a Dressmaker’s Dummy (Donald Justice Poems)
<i>Papier-mache body; blue-and-black cotton jersey cover. Metal stand. Instructions included. </i>-- Sears, Roebuck CatalogueO my coy darling, stillYou wear for ...
Donald Justice Poems (54 Poems)
Absences (Donald Justice Poems)
It's snowing this afternoon and there are no flowers.There is only this sound of falling, quiet and remote,Like the memory ...
Love’s Stratagems (Donald Justice Poems)
But these maneuverings to avoidThe touching of hands,These shifts to keep the eyes employedOn objects more or less neutral(As honor, ...
Banjo Dog Variations (Donald Justice Poems)
Tramps on the road: floating clouds. OLD CHINESE POEM1 Agriculture and Industry Embraced in public on a wall- Heroes ...
Sadness (Donald Justice Poems)
1Dear ghosts, dear presences, O my dear parents,Why were you so sad on porches, whispering?What great melancholies were loosed among ...
Nostalgia And Complaint Of The Grandparents (Donald Justice Poems)
Les morts C'est sous terre; ?a n'en sort Gu?re. LAFORGUE Our diaries squatted, toad-like, ...
Nostalgia Of The Lakefronts (Donald Justice Poems)
Cities burn behind us; the lake glitters. A tall loudspeaker is announcing prizes; Another, by the lake, the times of ...
Ode to a Dressmaker’s (Donald Justice Poems)
Papier-mache body; blue-and-black cotton jersey cover. Metal stand. Instructions included. — Sears, Roebuck CatalogueO my coy darling, still ...
Pantoum Of The Great Depression (Donald Justice Poems)
Our lives avoided tragedySimply by going on and on,Without end and with little apparent meaning.Oh, there were storms and small ...
On A Painting By Patient B Of The Independence State Hospital For The Insane (Donald Justice Poems)
1 These seven houses have learned to face one another, But not at the expected angles. Those silly brown lumps, ...
Variations On A Text By Vallejo (Donald Justice Poems)
Me morir? en Paris con aguacero ... I will die in Miami in the sun, On a day when the ...
Extraits (Donald Justice Poems)
The Man Closing Up," from Night Light" (1967), would make his bed,If he could sleep on it.He would make his ...
Poem (Donald Justice Poems)
This poem is not addressed to you. You may come into it briefly, But no one will find you here, ...
In Memory Of The Unknown Poet, Robert Boardman Vaughn (Donald Justice Poems)
But the essential advantage for a poet is not, to have a beautiful world with which to deal: it is ...
The Tourist from Syracuse (Donald Justice Poems)
One of those men who can be a car salesman or a tourist from Syracuse or a hired assassin. — ...
Sestina: Here in Katmandu (Donald Justice Poems)
We have climbed the mountain. There's nothing more to do. It is terrible to come down To the valley Where, ...
Villanelle at Sundown (Donald Justice Poems)
Turn your head. Look. The light is turning yellow. The river seems enriched thereby, not to say deepened. Why this ...
The Evening of the Mind (Donald Justice Poems)
Now comes the evening of the mind.Here are the fireflies twitching in the blood;Here is the shadow moving down the ...
Hell (Donald Justice Poems)
R. B. VAUGHN speaks: "After so many years of pursuing the ideal I came home. But I had caught sight ...
Absences (Donald Justice Poems)
It's snowing this afternoon and there are no flowers.There is only this sound of falling, quiet and remote,Like the memory ...
American Sketches (Donald Justice Poems)
CROSSING KANSAS BY TRAIN The telephone poles Have been holding their Arms out A long time now To birds That ...
The Assassinatio (Donald Justice Poems)
It begins again, the nocturnal pulse. It courses through the cables laid for it. It mounts to the chandeliers and ...
In Bertram’s Garden (Donald Justice Poems)
Jane looks down at her organdy skirtAs if it somehow were the thing disgraced,For being there, on the floor, in ...
Women In Love (Donald Justice Poems)
It always comes, and when it comes they know.To will it is enough to bring them there.The knack is this, ...
Bus Stop (Donald Justice Poems)
Lights are burning In quiet rooms Where lives go on Resembling ours. The quiet lives That follow us- These lives ...
Counting The Mad (Donald Justice Poems)
This one was put in a jacket, This one was sent home, This one was given bread and meat But ...
Love’s Strategems (Donald Justice Poems)
But these maneuverings to avoid The touching of hands, These shifts to keep the eyes employed On objects more or ...
Men at Thirty (Donald Justice Poems)
Thirty today, I sawThe trees flare briefly likeThe candles upon a cake As the sun went down the sky,A momentary ...
On The Death Of Friends In Childhood (Donald Justice Poems)
We shall not ever meet them bearded in heavenNor sunning themselves among the bald of hell;If anywhere, in the deserted ...
A Map Of Love (Donald Justice Poems)
Your face more than others' facesMaps the half-remembered placesI have come to I while I slept-Continents a dream had keptSecret ...