Late Light (Philip Levine Poems)
Rain filled the streets once a year, rising almost to door and window sills, battering walls and roofs until it ...
Philip Levine Poems on War & Peace (13 Poems)
Father (Philip Levine Poems)
The long lines of diesels groan toward evening carrying off the breath of the living. The face of your house ...
Heaven (Philip Levine Poems)
If you were twenty-seven and had done time for beating our ex-wife and had no dreams you remembered in the ...
I Sing The Body Electric (Philip Levine Poems)
People sit numbly at the counter waiting for breakfast or service. Today it's Hartford, Connecticut more than twenty-five years after ...
Smoke (Philip Levine Poems)
Can you imagine the air filled with smoke? It was. The city was vanishing before noon or was it earlier ...
The Helmet (Philip Levine Poems)
All the way on the road to Gary he could see where the sky shone just out of reach and ...
Voyages (Philip Levine Poems)
Pond snipe, bleached pine, rue weed, wart -- I walk by sedge and brown river rot to where the old ...
For The Country (Philip Levine Poems)
THE DREAM This has nothing to do with war or the end of the world. She dreams there are gray ...
The Negatives (Philip Levine Poems)
On March 1, 1958, four deserters from the French Army of North Africa, August Rein, Henri Bruette, Jack Dauville, & ...
The Return (Philip Levine Poems)
All afternoon my father drove the country roads between Detroit and Lansing. What he was looking for I never learned, ...
Where We Live Now (Philip Levine Poems)
1 We live here because the houses are clean, the lawns run right to the street and the streets run ...
Passing Out (Philip Levine Poems)
The doctor fingers my bruise. "Magnificent," he says, "black at the edges and purple cored." Seated, he spies for clues, ...
The Distant Winter (Philip Levine Poems)
from an officer's diary during the last war I The sour daylight cracks through my sleep-caked lids. "Stephan! Stephan!" The ...