The Return (Philip Levine Poems)
All afternoon my father drove the country roads between Detroit and Lansing. What he was looking for I never learned, ...
All afternoon my father drove the country roads between Detroit and Lansing. What he was looking for I never learned, ...
Iron growing in the dark, it dreams all night long and will not work. A flower that hates God, a ...
Seven years ago I went into the High Sierras stunned by the desire to die. For hours I stared into ...
"I've been where it hurts." the Kid He becomes Sierra Kid I passed Slimgullion, Morgan Mine, Camp Seco, and the ...
from St. Ambrose He fears the tiger standing in his way. The tiger takes its time, it smiles and growls. ...
Unknown faces in the street And winter coming on. I Stand in the last moments of The city, no more ...
The alder shudders in the April winds off the moon. No one is awake and yet sunlight streams across the ...
"Hill of Jews," says one, named for a cemetery long gone."Hill of Jove," says another, and maybe Jove stalked here ...
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