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 (39 Poems)
Money (Howard Nemerov Poems)
An introductory lectureThis morning we shall spend a few minutesUpon the study of symbolism, which is basicTo the nature of ...
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 ...
The Author To His Body On Their Fifteenth Birthday, 29 ii 80 (Howard Nemerov Poems)
"There's never a dull moment in the human body." -The Insight LadyDear old equivocal and closest friend,Grand Vizier to a weak ...
The Brief Journey West (Howard Nemerov Poems)
By the dry road the fathers cough and spit,This is their room. They are the ones who hungThat bloody sun ...
The Icehouse In Summer (Howard Nemerov Poems)
A door sunk in a hillside, with a boltthick as the boy's arm, and behind that doorthe walls of ice, ...
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 Murder Of William Remington (Howard Nemerov Poems)
It is true, that even in the best-run stateSuch things will happen; it is true,What's done is done. The law, ...
Reading Pornography in Old Age (Howard Nemerov Poems)
Unbridled licentiousness with no holds barred,Immediate and mutual lust, satisfiableIn the heat, upon demand, aroused againAnd satisfied again, lechery unlimited.Till ...
The War In The Air (Howard Nemerov Poems)
For a saving grace, we didn't see our dead,Who rarely bothered coming home to dieBut simply stayed away out thereIn ...
To D-, Dead By Her Own Hand (Howard Nemerov Poems)
My dear, I wonder if before the endYou ever thought about a children's game-I'm sure you must have played it ...
Young Woman (Howard Nemerov Poems)
Naked before the glass she said,"I see my body as no man has,Nor any shall unless I wedAnd naked in ...
The Vacuum (Howard Nemerov Poems)
The house is so quiet nowThe vacuum cleaner sulks in the corner closet,Its bag limp as a stopped lung, its ...
Learning by Doing (Howard Nemerov Poems)
They're taking down a tree at the front door, The power saw is snarling at some nerves, Whining at others. ...
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 ...
A Spell before Winter (Howard Nemerov Poems)
After the red leaf and the gold have gone, Brought down by the wind, then by hammering rain Bruised and ...
The Beautiful Lawn Sprinkler (Howard Nemerov Poems)
What gives it power makes it change its mind At each extreme, and lean its rising rain Down low, first ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
Amateurs of Heaven (Howard Nemerov Poems)
Two lovers to a midnight meadow came High in the hills, to lie there hand and hand Like effigies and ...
The Goose Fish (Howard Nemerov Poems)
On the long shore, lit by the moon To show them properly alone, Two lovers suddenly embraced So that their ...
Threshold (Howard Nemerov Poems)
When in still air and still in summertime A leaf has had enough of this, it seems To make up ...
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 ...
Gyroscope (Howard Nemerov Poems)
This admirable gadget, when it is Wound on a string and spun with steady force, Maintains its balance on most ...
Walking the Dog (Howard Nemerov Poems)
Two universes mosey down the street Connected by love and a leash and nothing else. Mostly I look at lamplight ...
Kicks (Howard Nemerov Poems)
The fishermen on Lake Michigan, sometimes, For kicks, they spit two hunks of bait on hooks At either end of ...
Ozymandias II (Howard Nemerov Poems)
I met a guy I used to know, who said: "You take your '57 Karnak, now, The model that they ...
Casting (Howard Nemerov Poems)
The waters deep, the waters dark, Reflect the seekers, hide the sought, Whether in water or in air to drown. ...
Poetics (Howard Nemerov Poems)
You know the old story Ann Landers tells About the houseife in her basement doing the wash? She's wearing her ...