Among Children (Philip Levine Poems)
I walk among the rows of bowed heads-- the children are sleeping through fourth grade so as to be ready ...
I walk among the rows of bowed heads-- the children are sleeping through fourth grade so as to be ready ...
19 years old and going nowhere, I got a ride to Bessemer and walked the night road toward Birmingham passing ...
If the shoe fell from the other foot who would hear? If the door opened onto a pure darkness and ...
Filaments of light slant like windswept rain. The orange seller hawks into the sky, a man with a hat stops ...
Four bright steel crosses, universal joints, plucked out of the burlap sack -- "the heart of the drive train," the ...
A man roams the streets with a basket of freestone peaches hollering, "Peaches, peaches, yellow freestone peaches for sale." My ...
THE DREAM This has nothing to do with war or the end of the world. She dreams there are gray ...
from St. Ambrose He fears the tiger standing in his way. The tiger takes its time, it smiles and growls. ...
The doctor fingers my bruise. "Magnificent," he says, "black at the edges and purple cored." Seated, he spies for clues, ...
Shake out my pockets! Harken to the call Of that calm voice that makes no sound at all! Take of ...
from an officer's diary during the last war I The sour daylight cracks through my sleep-caked lids. "Stephan! Stephan!" The ...
after Juan Ramon A child wakens in a cold apartment. The windows are frosted. Outside he hears words rising from ...
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