My Last Afternoon With Uncle Devereux Winslow (Robert Lowell Poems)
1922: the stone porch of my Grandfather's summer houseI"I won't go with you. I want to stay with Grandpa!"That's how ...
1922: the stone porch of my Grandfather's summer houseI"I won't go with you. I want to stay with Grandpa!"That's how ...
An old man in Concord forgets to go to morning service. He falls asleep, while reading Vergil, and dreams that ...
September twenty-second, Sir: todayI answer. In the latter part of May,Hard on our Lord's Ascension, it beganTo be more sensible. ...
I saw the spiders marching through the air,Swimming from tree to tree that mildewed dayIn latter August when the hayCame ...
Your nurse could only speak Italian,but after twenty minutes I could imagine your final week,and tears ran down my ...
My old flame, my wife!Remember our lists of birds?One morning last summer, I droveby our house in Maine. It was ...
'The hot night makes us keep our bedroom windows open.Our magnolia blossoms.Life begins to happen.My hopped up husband drops his ...
Our fathers wrung their bread from stocks and stonesAnd fenced their gardens with the Redmen's bones;Embarking from the Nether Land ...
Wallowing in this bloody sty, I cast for fish that pleased my eye (Truly Jehovah's bow suspends No pots of ...
(Quevedo, Mire los muros de la partia mia and Buscas en Roma a Roma, (!)O peregrino!) I I saw the ...
Gone now the baby's nurse, a lioness who ruled the roost and made the Mother cry. She used to tie ...
Those bless?d structures, plot and rhyme-- why are they no help to me now I want to make something imagined, ...
(I.R.A. Bombing) The British Army now carries two rifles, one with rubber rabbit-pellets for children, the other's of course for ...
History has to live with what was here, clutching and close to fumbling all we had-- it is so dull ...
(For Warren Winslow, Dead At Sea) Let man have dominion over the fishes of the sea and the fowls of ...
1 Only today and just for this minute, when the sunslant finds its true angle, you can see yellow and ...
"It is the future generation that presses into being by means of these exuberant feelings and supersensible soap bubbles of ...
The night attendant, a B.U. sophomore, rouses from the mare's-nest of his drowsy head propped on The Meaning of Meaning. ...
What was is . . . since 1930; the boys in my old gang are senior partners. They start up ...
My Dolphin, you only guide me by surprise, a captive as Racine, the man of craft, drawn through his maze ...
For Elizabeth Bishop Nautilus Island's hermit heiress still lives through winter in her Spartan cottage; her sheep still graze above ...
Tamed by Miltown, we lie on Mother's bed; the rising sun in war paint dyes us red; in broad daylight ...
Only teaching on Tuesdays, book-worming in pajamas fresh from the washer each morning, I hog a whole house on Boston's ...
"Relinquunt Omnia Servare Rem Publicam." The old South Boston Aquarium stands in a Sahara of snow now. Its broken windows ...
It was a Maine lobster town- each morning boatloads of hands pushed off for granite quarries on the islands, and ...
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