7 Days on the Sea (May Swenson Poems)
Monday The world is a ball of water. See, it is round-sided. I move across its topside, upon the world, not in it. The boat ...
May Swenson Poems on Light (8 Poems)
October (May Swenson Poems)
1A smudge for the horizonthat, on a clear day, showsthe hard edge of hills andbuildings on the other coast.Anchored boats ...
The Shape of Death (May Swenson Poems)
What does love look like? We knowthe shape of death. Death is a cloudimmense and awesome. At first a lidis ...
Landing on the Moon (May Swenson Poems)
When in the mask of night there shone that cut,we were riddled. A probe reached downand stroked some nerve in ...
Little Lion Face (May Swenson Poems)
Little lion faceI stopped to pickamong the mass of thicksucculent blooms, the twicestreaked flanges of your silksunwheel relaxed in widedilation, ...
Little Lion Face (May Swenson Poems)
Little lion faceI stopped to pickamong the mass of thicksucculent blooms, the twicestreaked flanges of your silksunwheel relaxed in widedilation, ...
The Tall Figures of Giacometti (May Swenson Poems)
We move by means of our mud bumps.We bubble as do the dead but more slowly.The products of excruciating purgeswe ...
Blue (May Swenson Poems)
Blue, but you are Rose, too, and buttermilk, but with blood dots showing through. A little salty your white nape ...