“Town, a town …” (George Oppen Poems)
Town, a town,But locationOver which the sun as it comes to it;Which cools, houses and lamp-posts, during the night, with the ...
Town, a town,But locationOver which the sun as it comes to it;Which cools, houses and lamp-posts, during the night, with the ...
Out here in the exact middle of the day,This strange, gawky house has the expressionOf someone being stared at, someone ...
Now the rich cherry, whose sleek wood,And top with silver petals tracedLike a strict box its gems encased,Has spilt from ...
Man of the flame-eyesAnd mouth with the bitter twist of in-grown laughter,And little bald man . . . whose seeming ...
These things my spirit bids meteach the men of Athens:that Dysnomiabrings countless evils for the city,but Eunomia brings orderand makes ...
Gazing upon the toiling seas,In gloomy rows the silent captives sate;And as the ship rode off before the breeze,They murmured ...
Am I not he that hath made thee and begotten thee, I, God, the spirit of man?Wherefore now ...
IRed SlippersRed slippers in a shop-window, and outside in the street, flaws of grey,windy sleet!Behind the polished glass, the slippers ...
As I reach to close each book lying open on my desk, it leaps up to snap at my fingers. ...
See that satan pollarding a tree,That geometric man straightening a road:Surely such passions are perverse and oddThat violate windows and ...
Streaks of green and yellow iridescence, Silver shiftings, Rings veering out of rings, Silver -- gold -- Grey-green opaqueness sliding ...
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
Am I not he that hath made thee and begotten thee, I, God, the spirit of man? Wherefore now these ...
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