Shoreline (Mary Barnard Poems)
The seas has made a wall for its defenceof falling water. Those whose impertinenceleads them to its moving ledgesit rejects. ...
The seas has made a wall for its defenceof falling water. Those whose impertinenceleads them to its moving ledgesit rejects. ...
At supper time an ondine's narrow feetmade dark tracks on the hearth.Like the heart of a yellow fruit was the ...
What's geography? What difference what mountainit is? In the intimacy of this altitudeits discolored snowfields overhang half the world.On a ...
The country lies flat, expressionless as the face of a stranger.Not one hillock shelters a buried bone. The city:a scene ...
Out of a high meadow where flowersbloom above cloud, come down;pursue me with reasons for smiling without malice.Bring mimic pride ...
After reading Ash Wednesdayshe looked once at the baked beansand fled. Luncheonless, poor girl,she observed a kind of poetic Lent-and ...
Rotting in the wet gray airthe railroad depot stands deserted understill green trees. In the fieldscold begins an end.There were ...
Ink-black, but moving independentlyacross the black and white parquet of print,the ant cancels the author out. The page,translated to itself, ...
Wheel of sorrow, centerless.Voices, sad without cause,slope upward, expiring on grave summits.Mournfulness of muddy playgrounds,raw smell of rubbers and wrapped ...
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