A Man Meets A Woman In The Street (Randall Jarrell Poems)
Under the separated leaves of shadeOf the gingko, that old treeThat has existed essentially unchangedLonger than any other living tree,I ...
Under the separated leaves of shadeOf the gingko, that old treeThat has existed essentially unchangedLonger than any other living tree,I ...
A sword in his right hand, a stone in his left hand,He is naked. Shod and naked. Hatted and naked.The ...
About suffering, about adoration, the old masters Disagree. When someone suffers, no one else eats Or walks or opens the ...
Each day brings its toad, each night its dragon. Der heilige Hieronymus--his lion is at the zoo-- Listens, listens. All ...
One looks from the train Almost as one looked as a child. In the sunlight What I see still seems ...
What a girl called "the dailiness of life" (Adding an errand to your errand. Saying, "Since you're up . . ...
The letters always just evade the hand One skates like a stone into a beam, falls like a bird. Surely ...
At the back of the houses there is the wood. While there is a leaf of summer left, the wood ...
Did they send me away from my cat and my wife To a doctor who poked me and counted my ...
With beasts and gods, above, the wall is bright. The child's head, bent to the book-colored shelves, Is slow and ...
The moon rises. The red cubs rolling In the ferns by the rotten oak Stare over a marsh and a ...
At home, in my flannel gown, like a bear to its floe, I clambered to bed; up the globe's impossible ...
Moving from Cheer to Joy, from Joy to All, I take a box And add it to my wild rice, ...
The saris go by me from the embassies. Cloth from the moon. Cloth from another planet. They look back at ...
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