Thoreau in Italy (Robert Francis Poems)
Lingo of birds was easier than lingo of peasants-they were elusive, though, the birds, for excellent reasons.He thought of Virgil, ...
Lingo of birds was easier than lingo of peasants-they were elusive, though, the birds, for excellent reasons.He thought of Virgil, ...
A wind's word, the Hebrew Hallelujah.I wonder they never gave it to a boy(Hal for short) boy with wind-wild hair.It ...
Those who have touched it or been touched by itOr brushed by something that the vine has brushed,Or burning it, ...
Amherst never had a witchO Coos or of GraftonBut once upon a timeThere were three old women.One wore a small ...
How lush, how loose, the uninhibited squash is.If ever hearts (and these immoderate leavesAre vegetable hearts) were worn on sleeves,The ...
My mind matches this understand land.Outdoors the pencilled tree, the wind-carved drift,Indoors the constant fire, the careful thriftAre facts that ...
Keep me from going to sleep too soonOr if I go to sleep too soonCome wake me up. Come any ...
The winter apples have been picked, the garden turned.Rain and wind have picked the maple leaves and gone.The last of ...
Two boys uncoached are tossing a poem together,Overhand, underhand, backhand, sleight of hand, everyhand,Teasing with attitudes, latitudes, interludes, altitudes,High, make ...
1Searock his tower above the sea,Searock he built, not ivory.Searock as well his haunted artWho gave to plunging hawks his ...
The first speaker saidFear fire. Fear furnacesIncinerators, the city dumpThe faint scratch of a match.The second speaker saidFear water. Fear ...
A seated statue of himself he seems.A bronze slowness becomes him. PatentlyThe page he contemplates he doesn't see.The lesson, the ...
backroad leafmold stonewall chipmunkunderbrush grapevine woodchuck shadblowwoodsmoke cowbarn honeysuckle woodpilesawhorse bucksaw outhouse wellsweepbackdoor flagstone bulkhead buttermilkcandlestick ragrug firedog brownbreadhilltop outcrop ...
Words of a poem should be glassBut glass so simple-subtle its shapeIs nothing but the shape of what it holds.A ...
Four Tao philosophers as cedar waxwingschat on a February berry bushin sun, and I am one.Such merriment and such sobriety--the ...
Winter uses all the blues there are.One shade of blue for water, one for ice,Another blue for shadows over snow.The ...
Bull by dayAnd dozes by night.Would that the bulldozerDozed all the timeWould that the bulldozerWould rust in peace.His watchwordLet not ...
From where I stand the sheep stand stillAs stones against the stony hill.The stones are grayAnd so are they.And both ...
The beautiful is fair. The just is fair.Yet one is commonplace and one is rare,One everywhere, one scarcely anywhere.So fair ...
Bull by day And dozes by night. Would that the bulldozer Dozed all the time Would that the bulldozer Would ...
How lush, how loose, the uninhibited squash is. If ever hearts (and these immoderate leaves Are vegetable hearts) were worn ...
Lingo of birds was easier than lingo of peasants- they were elusive, though, the birds, for excellent reasons. He thought ...
Four Tao philosophers as cedar waxwings chat on a February berry bush in sun, and I am one. Such merriment ...
Keep me from going to sleep too soon Or if I go to sleep too soon Come wake me up. ...
This little house sows the degrees By which wood can return to trees. Weather has stained the shingles dark And ...
From where I stand the sheep stand still As stones against the stony hill. The stones are gray And so ...
My mind matches this understand land. Outdoors the pencilled tree, the wind-carved drift, Indoors the constant fire, the careful thrift ...
1 Searock his tower above the sea, Searock he built, not ivory. Searock as well his haunted art Who gave ...
The beautiful is fair. The just is fair. Yet one is commonplace and one is rare, One everywhere, one scarcely ...
A wind's word, the Hebrew Hallelujah. I wonder they never gave it to a boy (Hal for short) boy with ...
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