The View From An Attic Window (Howard Nemerov Poems)
Among the high-branching, leafless boughsAbove the roof-peaks of the town,Snowflakes unnumberably come down.I watched out of the attic windowThe laced ...
Howard Nemerov Poems on Water (11 Poems)
The host, he says that all is well (Howard Nemerov Poems)
He didn't want to do it with skill,He'd had enough of skill. If he never sawAnother villanelle, it would be ...
Writing (Howard Nemerov Poems)
The cursive crawl, the squared-off charactersthese by themselves delight, even withouta meaning, in a foreign language, inChinese, for instance, or ...
The Makers (Howard Nemerov Poems)
Who can remember back to the first poets, The greatest ones, greater even than Orpheus? No one has remembered that ...
Lion & Honeycomb (Howard Nemerov Poems)
He didn't want to do it with skill, He'd had enough of skill. If he never saw Another villanelle, it ...
Storm Windows (Howard Nemerov Poems)
People are putting up storm windows now, Or were, this morning, until the heavy rain Drove them indoors. So, coming ...
The Lobster (Howard Nemerov Poems)
Here at the Super Duper, in a glass tank Supplied by a rill of cold fresh water Running down a ...
The Blue Swallows (Howard Nemerov Poems)
Across the millstream below the bridge Seven blue swallows divide the air In shapes invisible and evanescent, Kaleidoscopic beyond the ...
I Only Am Escaped Alone to Tell Thee (Howard Nemerov Poems)
I tell you that I see her still At the dark entrance of the hall. One gas lamp burning near ...
Kicks (Howard Nemerov Poems)
The fishermen on Lake Michigan, sometimes, For kicks, they spit two hunks of bait on hooks At either end of ...
Casting (Howard Nemerov Poems)
The waters deep, the waters dark, Reflect the seekers, hide the sought, Whether in water or in air to drown. ...