February: The Boy Breughel (Norman Dubie Poem)
The birches stand in their beggar's row: Each poor tree Has had its wrists nearly Torn from the clear sleeves ...
Norman Dubie Poems (5 Poems)
The Czar’s Last Christmas Letter: A Barn in the Urals (Norman Dubie Poems)
You were never told, Mother, how old Illyawas drunk That last holiday, for five days and nights He stumbled through ...
Of Politics & Art (Norman Dubie Poem)
for Allen Here, on the farthest point of the peninsula The winter storm Off the Atlantic shook the schoolhouse. Mrs. ...
At Corfu (Norman Dubie Poem)
In seventeen hundred, a much hated sultan visited us twice, finally dying of headaches in the south harbor. Ever since, ...
Sky Harbor (Norman Dubie Poem)
The flock of pigeons rises over the roof, and just beyond them, the shimmering asphalt fields gather their dull colored ...