Falling (James Dickey Poems)
A 29-year-old stewardess fell ... to her death tonight when she was swept through an emergency door that suddenly sprang ...
James Dickey Poems (18 Poems)
The Strength Of Fields (James Dickey Poems)
... a separation from the world, a penetration to some source of power and a life-enhancing return ... Van Gennep: Rites ...
Cherrylog Road (James Dickey Poems)
Off Highway 106At Cherrylog Road I enteredThe '34 Ford without wheels,Smothered in kudzu,With a seat pulled out to runCorn whiskey ...
The Sheep Child (James Dickey Poems)
Farm boys wild to coupleWith anything with soft-wooded treesWith mounds of earth moundsOf pinestraw will keep themselves offAnimals by legends of their own:In ...
Pursuit From Under (James Dickey Poems)
Often, in these blue meadows,I hear what passes for the bark of sealsAnd on August week ends the cold of ...
In The Tree House At Night (James Dickey Poems)
And now the green household is dark.The half-moon completely is shiningOn the earth-lighted tops of the trees.To be dead, a ...
The Hospital Window (James Dickey Poems)
I have just come down from my father.Higher and higher he liesAbove me in a blue lightShed by a tinted ...
Bums On Waking (James Dickey Poems)
Bums, on waking,Do not always find themselvesIn gutters with water running over their legsAnd the pillow of the curbstoneTurning hard ...
In The Marble Quarry (James Dickey Poems)
Beginning to dangle beneathThe wind that blows from the undermined wood, I feel the great pulley grind, The thread I cling to ...
The Performance (James Dickey Poems)
The last time I saw Donald ArmstrongHe was staggering oddly off into the sun,Going down, off the Philippine Islands.I let ...
Adultery (James Dickey Poems)
We have all been in roomsWe cannot die in, and they are odd places, and sad.Often Indians are standing eagle-armed ...
Buckdancer’s Choice (James Dickey Poems)
So I would hear out those lungs,The air split into nine levels,Some gift of tongues of the whistlerIn the invalid's ...
The Heaven Of Animals (James Dickey Poems)
Here they are. The soft eyes open.If they have lived in a woodIt is a wood.If they have lived on ...
At Darien Bridge (James Dickey Poems)
The sea here used to lookAs if many convicts had built it,Standing deep in their ankle chains,Ankle-deep in the water, ...
Creation Made Like Hope (James Dickey Poems)
Ethereal and supremeOf tersest heaven it has pronounced a daily stormWhile hours have been supreme, it has had hours in its gleeA purple ...
The Shark’s Parlor (James Dickey Poems)
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
FOR THE LAST WOLVERINE (James Dickey Poem)
They will soon be down To one, but he still will be For a little while still will be stopping ...
The Lifeguard (James Dickey Poem)
In a stable of boats I lie still, From all sleeping children hidden. The leap of a fish from its ...