What Work Is (Philip Levine Poems)
We stand in the rain in a long line waiting at Ford Highland Park. For work. You know what work ...
We stand in the rain in a long line waiting at Ford Highland Park. For work. You know what work ...
How the Wings Were Made From many morning-glories That in an hour will fade, From many ...
I walk among the rows of bowed heads-- the children are sleeping through fourth grade so as to be ready ...
My lady in her white silk shawl Is like a lily dim, Within the twilight of the room Enthroned and ...
The first time I drank gin I thought it must be hair tonic. My brother swiped the bottle from a ...
A chant to which it is intended a group of children shall dance and improvise pantomime led by their dancing-teacher. ...
The day comes slowly in the railyard behind the ice factory. It broods on one cinder after another until each ...
I. THE DOLL UPON THE TOPMOST BOUGH This doll upon the topmost bough, This playmate-gift, in Christmas dress, Was taken ...
THE DREAM This has nothing to do with war or the end of the world. She dreams there are gray ...
I opened the ink-well and smoke filled the room. The smoke formed the giant frog-cat of my doom. His web ...
All afternoon my father drove the country roads between Detroit and Lansing. What he was looking for I never learned, ...
O you who lose the art of hope, Whose temples seem to shrine a lie, Whose sidewalks are but stones ...
1 We live here because the houses are clean, the lawns run right to the street and the streets run ...
(The poem shows the Master, with his work done, singing to free his heart in Heaven.) I heard Immanuel singing ...
I. THEIR BASIC SAVAGERY Fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room, Barrel-house kings, with feet unstable, Sagged and reeled and ...
Last night I slept, and when I woke her kiss Still floated on my lips. For we had strayed Together ...
Romance was always young. You come today Just eight years old With marvellous dark hair. Younger than Dante found you ...
Prelude Blue storm-clouds in hot heavens of mid-July Hung heavy, brooding over land and sea: Our hearts, a-tremble, throbbed in ...
Once I loved a spider When I was born a fly, A velvet-footed spider With a gown of rainbow-dye. She ...
Sweet serene sky-like flower, Haste to adorn her bower; From thy long cloudy bed Shoot forth thy damask head! New-startled ...
A curse upon each king who leads his state, No matter what his plea, to this foul game, And may ...
When love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When ...
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when ...
O hurry where by water among the trees The delicate-stepping stag and his lady sigh, When they have but looked ...
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