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6946d6c37f3ebbbb | Youth and Art | Robert Browning | It once might have been, once only:
We lodged in a street together,
You, a sparrow on the housetop lonely,
I, a lone she-bird of his feather.
Your trade was with sticks and clay,
You thumbed, thrust, patted and polished,
Then laughed "They will see some day
Smith made, and Gibson demolished."
My bus... | [
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627b28aadadf7f33 | Antiquity Calling | Elaine Equi | Looking at Mapplethorpe’s Polaroids, I learn that he liked shoes and armpit crotch-shots of men and women, both shaved and un’—all giving a good whiff to the camera. But best of all are his pictures of ordinary phones which convey a palpable sense of expectancy as if at any moment, one of the fabulous, laconic nude men... | [
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8badfbc1a4fd2cfb | Firstlings | Louise Imogen Guiney | (January 7, 1915)
In the dregs of the year, all steam and rain,
In the timid time of the heart again,
When indecision is bold and thorough,
And action dreams of a dawn in vain,
I saw high up over Bloxham vale
The ploughshare tilt to the next long trail,
And, spying a larder in every furrow,
The wagtails crowd l... | [
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66d153c9425b5722 | Coping Prana | Will Alexander | It is the way I breathe
through chronic terrifying ferns
through a black ungracious stoma
it is this uranium rejoinder
this impact pointing backwards
& when witnessed
causes observers to panic
to blur
& forget
& to flee
they can’t see my approach
my wayward dorsal looming
my lettering in black drizzle
it i... | [
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e9b72f34ba668884 | Parade | Nate Klug | As with this Jet Ski family braiding the lakewith bigger and bigger shocksuntil the one car-sized onecuts his engineand, following him, for an instant they all coastthrough silences of self-made rain—how much is required now to carve, out of the generallivable ... | [
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754ee3cd5bbff851 | The Little Boy Lost | William Blake | Father, father, where are you going O do not walk so fast.Speak father, speak to your little boy Or else I shall be lost,The night was dark no father was there The child was wet with dew.The mire was deep, & the child did weep And away the vapour flew. | [
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31f4e1d5f2eb6823 | The Door | Debra Nystrom | She never said I’m going to die. I was with her nearly
every minute that week, reading, sleeping on the cot beside
the high-tech bed that kept shifting her slight weight
while the window shadowed over, then grew brighter,
and she drifted or got changed or was given another
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fcfa41ac1fb1bb03 | Equation | Caroline Caddy | Someone said
that working through difficult equations
was like walking
in a pure and beautiful landscape –
the numbers glowing
like works of art.
And in the same crowded room
a woman I though... | [
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cb3928916d800b8d | Unpack Poetic | Trevino L. Brings Plenty | Can’t hear things well if they are things whispering. Nothing gentle to
hand on back of hand. A horsehair bow across gut string.
A heart is a physical object singing in the chest. Chamber doors
oxygenating blood rushing through. Salmon through river climb.
When one writes of light as a painted smile across face. Yo... | [
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f9efb24cdddbd63e | That autumn was abundant | Marjorie Agosín | That autumn was abundant
In Istanbul the ancient and platinum
Women with their faces covered and discovered
My grandfather arrived on foot to this Ottoman city
From the desolate Sebastopol and from other burned villages,
From the bloody snow.
He spoke about its minarets
Certainly he loved the fields of leaves. A... | [
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56c4cee2f3fb0565 | Great Ships | Adam Zagajewski | This is a poem about the great ships that wandered the oceans And groaned sometimes in deep voices, grumbling about fog and submerged peaks, But usually they sliced the pages of tropical seas in silence, Divided by height, category, and class, just like our commu... | [
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fe2611632f5ea710 | Sonnet for Angelo Monterosa | Jack Agüeros | Monterosa, your body is dead on Avenue A. Angelo,
They found you eyes open staring at the beer
Soaked floorboards. Did you want that? Did
You mind them filling your back with buckshot?
Angelo, I am angry with them all, and you Monterosa
Killed and killers, killing and dealing dope. No good
You were, no good they ... | [
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ab57e8b5198daed4 | Questions and Answers | Frank Lima | My angel, don't think the great stillness is wooing us:
We just haven't slept the same among the letters that have a habit of
Recognizing us. Those beautiful letters live in Paris all year around.
For even the best of men go astray with words within the gentle depths
When they are to express something unutterable.
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ab077d76a1fff628 | Bushwick: Latex Flat | D. Nurkse | 2001
Sadness of just-painted rooms. We clean our tools meticulously, as if currying horses: the little nervous sash brush to be combed and primped, the fat old four-inchers that lap up space to be wrapped and groomed, the ceiling rollers, the little pencils that cover nailheads with oak gloss, ... | [
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bec54ea0ecb16d59 | Devotion: The Garment District | Bruce Smith | In bed as the machinery of morning begins, indistinguishable the subterranean turbines of the A train from the jet engine as it gins the clouds, rips and reseams the length of dungaree on its way to Pittsburgh (with the terrible and subtle cargoes, with ashes and a cat under the seat) from the pulleys of the service el... | [
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c466fd834249c5b0 | The Visitor | Idra Novey | Does no dishes, dribbles sauce across the floor. Is more dragon than spaniel, more flammable than fluid. Is the loosening in the knit of me, the mixed-fruit marmalade in the kitchen of me. Wakes my disco and inner hibiscus, the Hector in the ever-mess of my Troy. All wet mattress to my analysis,he’s stayed the loudest ... | [
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bae4cf0ccd546db7 | Visiting a dead man on a summer day | Marge Piercy | In flat America, in Chicago,
Graceland cemetery on the German North Side.
Forty feet of Corinthian candle
celebrate Pullman embedded
lonely raisin in a cake of concrete.
The Potter Palmers float
in an island parthenon.
Barons of hogfat, railroads and wheat
are postmarked with angels and lambs.
But the Getty to... | [
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31bf0290f89edb13 | The Measure | Robert Creeley | I cannot
move backward
or forward.
I am caught
in the time
as measure.
What we think
of we think of—
of no other reason
we think than
just to think—
each for himself. | [
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a678cfd4f2a2953c | from The Book of the Dead: Absalom | Muriel Rukeyser | I first discovered what was killing these men.
I had three sons who worked with their father in the tunnel:
Cecil, aged 23, Owen, aged 21, Shirley, aged 17.
They used to work in a coal mine, not steady work
for the mines were not going much of the time.
A power Co. foreman learned that we made home brew,
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1280451930336763 | Sower | Bei Dao | a sower walks into the great hall
it's war out there, he says
and you awash in emptiness
you've sworn off your duty to sound the alarm
I've come in the name of fields
it's war out there
I walk out from that great hall
all four directions a boundless harvest scene
I start planning for war
rehearsing death
and ... | [
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60fb97ab713341cd | Intensive Care Unit | Adrien Stoutenburg | In one corner of the ward
somebody was eating a raw chicken.
The cheerful nurses did not see.
With the tube down my throat
I could not tell them.
Nor did they notice the horror show
on the TV set suspended over my windowless bed.
The screen was dead
but a torn face was clear.
I did not see my own
in a mirr... | [
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e6d4cea4f39b15b3 | [I have become wealthy in a foreign land] | Johannes Göransson | I have become wealthy in a foreign land
gravity makes me sick in
my slippery throat the devil makes me lousy
with summer like I'm buried in the sun
in its sounds
with my mother
there's something about having
a heart beat like traffic
like wind I did it afterall: I had a sweaty
body in Berlin it was all right
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d0c85e8724789149 | Expression | George Arnold | A hackneyed burden, to a hackneyed air,— “I love thee only,—thou art wondrous fair!” Alas! the poets have worn the theme threadbare! Can I not find some words less tame and old, To paint thy form and face of perfect mould, Thy dewy lips, thy hair of brown and gold? Can I not sing in somewhat fresher strain The love I l... | [
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f8887bfb2a88a22e | It would be neat if with the New Year | Jimmy Santiago Baca | for Miguel
It would be neat if with the New Year
I could leave my loneliness behind with the old year.
My leathery loneliness an old pair of work boots
my dog vigorously head-shakes back and forth in its jaws,
chews on for hours every day in my front yard—
rain, sun, snow, or wind
in bare feet, pondering my poem... | [
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0ad04acadba72a8b | Parthenogenesis | Brenda Shaughnessy | It’s easy to make more of myself by eating,
and sometimes easy’s the thing.
To be double-me, half the trouble
but not lonely.
Making cakes to celebrate any old day.
Eating too much: the emperor of being used.
Nature, mature and feminized,
naturalizes me naturally by creating
the feeling of being a natural woman... | [
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4eba446da78fee26 | long way home | Quraysh Ali Lansana | john lord knows you still vexed reckon me too if my wife stole
off durin sleepy night god an de devil only souls up at dat hour
even if i knows she bout to be sold south even if i knows she
was leevin an you did you so troubled when i talk about leevin
call me a fool call me cudjo five years wid you... | [
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8ab87a4bc2b1a3a2 | The Yellowhammer's Nest | John Clare | Just by the wooden brig a bird flew up,
Frit by the cowboy as he scrambled down
To reach the misty dewberry—let us stoop
And seek its nest—the brook we need not dread,
'Tis scarcely deep enough a bee to drown,
So it sings harmless o'er its pebbly bed
—Ay here it is, stuck close beside the bank
Beneath the bunch ... | [
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e68916d9d9c6d0dc | Morning Is Morning | Ricardo Alberto Maldonado | I have some explaining to do — 5 o’clock
meant I would speculate
about artichokes (Greek) and the unfarmed mackerel.
Anyway, the men would present us with a bed of carrot
and potatoes + 1 cup of broth.
Our husbandry in sharp mustard
suit, laden with trial pieces for the fondue. I would prefer
not to. I had such ... | [
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860ea86d86923cab | All the Dead Soldiers | Thomas McGrath | In the chill rains of the early winter I hear something—
A puling anger, a cold wind stiffened by flying bone—
Out of the north ...
and remember, then, what’s up there:
That ghost-bank: home: Amchitka: boot hill ....
They must be very tired, those ghosts; no flesh sustains them
And the bones rust in the rain.
Re... | [
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1d1a6b3380c314d8 | Pomegranate | D. H. Lawrence | You tell me I am wrong.
Who are you, who is anybody to tell me I am wrong?
I am not wrong.
In Syracuse, rock left bare by the viciousness of Greek women,
No doubt you have forgotten the pomegranate trees in flower,
Oh so red, and such a lot of them.
Whereas at Venice,
Abhorrent, green, slippery city
Whose Doges... | [
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1ddb34b6374e38b4 | The Matrix | Amy Lowell | Goaded and harassed in the factory That tears our life up into bits of days Ticked off upon a clock which never stays,Shredding our portion of Eternity,We break away at last, and steal the key Which hides a world empty of hours; ways Of space unroll, and Heaven overlaysThe leafy, sun-lit earth of Fantasy. Bey... | [
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3bca257bc33ca17d | The Last Hour | Christian Wiman | Lean and sane
in the last hour
of a long fast
or fiercer discipline
he could touch dust
into a sudden
surge of limbs
and speak leaves
in the night air
above him, inhabit
quiet so wholly
he heard roots
inch into the unfeeling
earth, rings increasing
inside of that tree.
Without moving,
hardly breathing,
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6948390e5e8032c8 | In a Word, a World | C. D. Wright | I love them all.
I love that a handful, a mouthful, gets you by, a satchelful can land you a job, a
well-chosen clutch of them could get you laid, and that a solitary word can initiate
a stampede, and therefore can be formally outlawed—even by a liberal court
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bb7bae84aface80a | Government Spending | Patricia Lockwood | The government spent a Patricia on me,“a huge waste,” it lamented, “when we couldhave been spending it on another Nixon,”the government spent all its beautyon the great light leap on the deer-crossing sign — there was hardly anybeauty left for anything else in America,and looking around them the governmentsaid, ... | [
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ea45962ce3d3ee50 | Useless! Useless! | Jack Kerouac | Useless! Useless!
—heavy rain driving
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dd51197b6b4e64c5 | When I Die | Donald Revell | We shelter an angel whom we never cease to offend. We ought to be the guardians of that angel.
—Jean Cocteau
A scherzo of thumbnail butterflies, white ones,
Covers the hillside. God is more
Adorable than music. Nevertheless,
On a given morning, as the wind drops,
Music pries Heaven apart from itself,
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21ee5e0104138359 | The Quaker Graveyard in Nantucket | Robert Lowell | [FOR WARREN WINSLOW, DEAD AT SEA]
Let man have dominion over the fishes of the sea and the fowls of the air and the beasts of the whole earth, and every creeping creature that moveth upon the earth.
I
A brackish reach of shoal off Madaket—
The sea was still breaking violently and night
Had steamed into our North A... | [
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17829392a9690389 | Innocence | Thomas Traherne | But that which most I wonder at, which most I did esteem my bliss, which most I boast, And ever shall enjoy, is that within I felt no stain, nor spot of sin. No darkness then did overshade, But all within was pure and bright, No guilt did crush, nor fear invade But all my soul was full of light. A joyful se... | [
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83aa0ddf1e0d879e | “If you’re fond of road-blocks, this one can’t be beat:” | Richard Wilbur | If you’re fond of road-blocks, this one can’t be beat:
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a2f67286e36ed4de | Eighth Sky | Michael Palmer | It is scribbled along the body
Impossible even to say a word An alphabet has been stored beneath the ground It is a practice alphabet, work of the hand Yet not, not marks inside a box For example, this is a mirror box Spinoza designed such a box and called it the Eighth Sky called it the Nevercadabra House as... | [
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1f48977303c90aa9 | The Cap and Bells | William Butler Yeats | The jester walked in the garden:
The garden had fallen still;
He bade his soul rise upward
And stand on her window-sill.
It rose in a straight blue garment,
When owls began to call:
It had grown wise-tongued by thinking
Of a quiet and light footfall;
But the young queen would not listen;
She rose in her pale n... | [
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f1a1b94ee620a8e6 | Morituri Salutamus: Poem for the Fiftieth Anniversary of the Class of 1825 in Bowdoin College | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow | Tempora labuntur, tacitisque senescimus annis, Et fugiunt freno non remorante dies. Ovid, Fastorum, Lib. vi.
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f58bca275e11ce37 | Crossing the Bar | Alfred, Lord Tennyson | Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
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de6cf932193597dc | Transactions | Rae Armantrout | 1What do we like bestabout ourselves?Our inabilityto be content.We might see thisrestlessnessas a chipnot yet cashed in. 2You appear because you’re lonelymaybe. You would not say that.You come to tell meyou’re saving moneyby cooking for yourself.You’ve figured outwhat units you’ll needto exchange for uni... | [
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b39462ee10c32465 | More Sky Please | John Hennessy | More sky please push open the apartment shutters
crowbar the paint factory’s broken window frames rip
tar paper from the caving roof push it back crack it open
blast an airshaft through the neighboring buildings snap
it back expose the bird-ridden drafts the wren’s been busy
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9cac18b5e6a6819e | Women Like Me | Wendy Rose | making promises they can’t keep.
For you, Grandmother, I said I would pull
each invading burr and thistle from your skin,
cut out the dizzy brittle eucalypt,
take from the ground the dark oily poison–
all to restore you happy and proud,
the whole of you transformed
and bursting into tomorrow.
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8d100b2a97ec2d5a | Hymn to Life | Timothy Donnelly | There were no American lions. No pygmy mammoths leftor giant short-faced bears, which towered over ten feet highwhen rearing up on their haunches. There were no stout-legged llamas, stilt-legged llamas, no single Yukon horse. The lastof the teratorns, its wingspan broader than the room inwhich I’m writing now, had long... | [
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51e5984fac118da5 | No King, No King of Kings | Raza Ali Hasan | has ever lit up our hearts like this. No king. See
Bhutto in Karachi, 1972. His path strewn with rose petals,
sprinkled with attar, leads him, not to the sea
with its crashing surf and screaming gulls
but into the alleys and passageways of a slum.
Ferdowsi in Shahnamah tags it for the interim
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7ffebabe1b7dcc98 | The Journey | David Ignatow | I am looking for a past
I can rely on
in order to look to death
with equanimity.
What was given me:
my mother’s largeness
to protect me,
my father’s regularity
in coming home from work
at night, his opening the door
silently and smiling,
pleased to be back
and the lights on
in all the rooms
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2e25139cddb864b3 | Blackamoors, Villa La Pietra | Yusef Komunyakaa | I was here before the blackamoors
were photographed & cataloged,
when they first ran up to me
& then receded into their poses,
descendants of archival Hamites
destined to serve their brothers
& sisters in a red baroque room,
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1f02f48f44a614d4 | The Ode on a Grecian Urn | Patricia Lockwood | Is worth any number of old ladies.
A grandmother hung from a cliff
like a tense moment in an action
movie and the Ode, speaking itself
with its hand on one heart, steadfastly
refused to save her, in fact it did that thing
where it ground each finger out with
a motorcycle boot and then ate
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eb4b8ff0e86f1c46 | Ah! Sun-flower | William Blake | Ah Sun-flower! weary of time, Who countest the steps of the Sun: Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the travellers journey is done. Where the Youth pined away with desire, And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow: Arise from their graves and aspire, Where my Sun-flower wishes to go. | [
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d0e99e8afe3f42cf | Incidents of Travel in Poetry | Frank Lima | Happy Birthday Kenneth Koch/Feb 27
We went to all those places where they restore sadness and joyand call it art. We were piloted by Auden who becameUnbearably acrimonious when we dropped off Senghor into thesteamy skies of his beloved West Africa. The termites and antswere waiting for him to unearth the sun in Elissa... | [
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3c472978d1be6e30 | To a Poor Old Woman | William Carlos Williams | Highlight Actions
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munching a plum on
the street a paper bag
of them in her hand
They taste good to her
They taste good
to her. They taste
good to her
You can see it by
the way she gives herself
to the one half
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387ffae6164b30f4 | Contentment | Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr. | “Man wants but little here below”
Little I ask; my wants are few;
I only wish a hut of stone,
(A very plain brown stone will do,)
That I may call my own;—
And close at hand is such a one,
In yonder street that fronts the sun.
Plain food is quite enough for me;
Three courses are as good as ten;—
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60d43a044f4f3f81 | A Little Closer to the Edge | Ocean Vuong | Young enough to believe nothing
will change them, they step, hand-in-hand,
into the bomb crater. The night full
of black teeth. His faux Rolex, weeks
from shattering against her cheek, now dims
like a miniature moon behind her hair.
In this version the snake is headless — stilled
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bc7baaeadba8356d | The Goose Fish | Howard Nemerov | On the long shore, lit by the moon
To show them properly alone,
Two lovers suddenly embraced
So that their shadows were as one.
The ordinary night was graced
For them by the swift tide of blood
That silently they took at flood,
And for a little time they prized
Themselves emparadised.
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928d19213df0fe2c | Meeting at Night | Robert Browning | I The grey sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed i' the slushy sand. II Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach; Three fields to cross till a farm appears; ... | [
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bd92f82c6c8e20d4 | The Lie | Don Paterson | As was my custom, I’d risen a full hour before the house had woken to make surethat everything was in order with The Lie,his drip changed and his shackles all secure.I was by then so practiced in this choreI’d counted maybe thirteen years or moresince last I’d felt the urge to meet his eye.Such, I liked to think, was o... | [
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f8a7b1e4035a4863 | At St. Malachy’s Church | Paula Cunningham | i.m. Marty Crickard
I came to light a candle for a friendbut Jesus had a really bad mustacheand those were only pinpricks in his palmsso I passed on.I came to light a candle for a friendbut Joseph’s hands were manicuredand soft as Fairy Liquid handsI could not light one there so I passed on.In the corner was a fellow ... | [
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6751e28fb6bb0661 | Heart Valve | Elizabeth Arnold | They told me there’d be painso when I felt it, sitting at my beat-up farm deskthat looks out glass doors onto the browning garden—plain sparrows bathing in the cube-shaped fountainso violently they drain it, the white-throats with their wobbly two-note song on the long way south still, and our dogs out like lights and ... | [
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ae8b32763af38c05 | Safety | Rupert Brooke | Dear! of all happy in the hour, most blest He who has found our hid security, Assured in the dark tides of the world that rest, And heard our word, ‘Who is so safe as we?’ We have found safety with all things undying, The winds, and morning, tears of men and mirth, The deep night, and birds singing, a... | [
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da0122e0ee6b6b8f | The Old Codger’s Lament | Carl Rakosi | Who can say now,
“When I was young, the country was very beautiful?
Oaks and willows grew along the rivers
and there were many herbs and flowering bushes.
The forests were so dense the deer slipped through
the cottonwoods and maples unseen.”
Who would listen?
Who will carry even the vicarious tone of that time?
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b8e02171c9dc1877 | Burning in the Rain | Richard Blanco | Someday compassion would demand
I set myself free of my desire to recreate
my father, indulge in my mother’s losses,
strangle lovers with words, forcing them
to confess for me and take the blame.
Today was that day: I tossed them, sheet
by sheet on the patio and gathered them
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e201bf7fc064a8e9 | The Intellectual | Karl Shapiro | What should the wars do with these jigging fools?
The man behind the book may not be man,
His own man or the book’s or yet the time’s,
But still be whole, deciding what he can
In praise of politics or German rimes;
But the intellectual lights a cigarette
And offers it lit to the lady, whose odd smile
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56531de4881ad9bc | Shore Line | Carl Rakosi | We speak of mankind.
Why not wavekind?
Barrel-chested military water
rushes in a mass
to break the shore earth
into stonekind.Pphlooph pphlooph
the waves grope
indistinctly for the shore.
As delicate
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8cbf75540697efde | Tom O’ Bedlam among the Sunflowers | Thomas James | To have gold in your back yard and not know it. . .
I woke this morning before your dream had shredded
And found a curious thing: flowers made of gold,
Six-sided—more than that—broken on flagstones,
Petals the color of a wedding band.
You are sleeping. The morning comes up gold.
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31ab09dd7173599d | The Lake Isle of Innisfree | William Butler Yeats | I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
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155d7707023672db | Harvest Gathering | Phoebe Cary | The last days of the summer: bright and clear Shines the warm sun down on the quiet land, Where corn-fields, thick and heavy in the ear, Are slowly ripening for the laborer’s hand; Seed-time and harvest — since the bow was set, Not vainly has man hoped your coming yet! To the quick rush of sickles, joyously ... | [
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9ab88b6dab51a7c8 | Tutto Sciolto | James Joyce | A birdless heaven, sea-dusk and a star
Sad in the west;
And thou, poor heart, love’s image, fond and far,
Rememberest:
Her silent eyes and her soft foam-white brow
And fragrant hair,
Falling as in the silence falleth now
Dusk from the air.
Ah, why wilt thou remember these, or why,
Poor heart, repine,
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7c1391aeb068cdd9 | On What Planet | Kenneth Rexroth | Uniformly over the whole countryside
The warm air flows imperceptibly seaward;
The autumn haze drifts in deep bands
Over the pale water;
White egrets stand in the blue marshes;
Tamalpais, Diablo, St. Helena
Float in the air.
Climbing on the cliffs of Hunter’s Hill
We look out over fifty miles of sinuous
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f5af5fb44f5c724a | Natural History | Rae Armantrout | 1
Discomfort marks the boundary.
One early symptom was the boundary.
The invention of hunger.
I could use energy.
To serve.
Elaborate systems in the service of
far-fetched demands.
The great termite mounds serve
as air-conditioners.
Temperature within must never vary
more than 2 degrees.2
Which came first
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a5550bfcc40511c7 | Finding a Box of Family Letters | Dana Gioia | The dead say little in their letters
they haven't said before.
We find no secrets, and yet
how different every sentence sounds
heard across the years.
My father breaks my heart
simply by being so young and handsome.
He's half my age, with jet-black hair.
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f97674ce81bc8303 | Song | John Fuller | You don’t listen to what I say.
When I lean towards you in the car
You simply smile and turn away.
It’s been like this most of the day,
sitting and sipping, bar after bar:
You don’t listen to what I say.
You squeeze a lemon from a tray,
And if you guess how dear you are
You simply smile and turn away.
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1a64d9e1f9a90576 | Going to Zero | Peter Balakian | 1.
A canvas with less turpentine, more hard edges, less bleeding, that was good for beauty, Frankenthaler in Art News
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760d114b164313eb | Bluegrass | Gabriel Gomez | I.
sound knots
pinned to a fabric-less body form of oak bone
a barreled chest
the presence of acoustic music over the instrument
resting on your lap
a limited vehicle but you knew that
having learned tablature
the guitar posed in sculpture
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534afad15c13fad3 | What to Say Upon Being Asked to Be Friends | Julian Talamantez Brolaski | Why speak of hate, when I do bleed for love?
Not hate, my love, but Love doth bite my tongue
Till I taste stuff that makes my rhyming rough
So flatter I my fever for the one
For whom I inly mourn, though seem to shun.
A rose is arrows is eros, so what
If I confuse the shade that I’ve become
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470741354a6588e5 | Number Man | Carl Sandburg | (for the ghost of Johann Sebastian Bach)
He was born to wonder about numbers.
He balanced fives against tens
and made them sleep together
and love each other.
He took sixes and sevens
and set them wrangling and fighting
over raw bones.
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08fcba221d3112a9 | In Houston | Gail Mazur | I’d dislocated my life, so I went to the zoo.
It was December but it wasn’t December. Pansies
just planted were blooming in well-groomed beds.
Lovers embraced under the sky’s Sunday blue.
Children rode around and around on pastel trains.
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8d020c7c2ebd30bc | “The Altar” by George Herbert | Connie Voisine | Tulips panted against the wall. So much need to feed a crisp stem | [
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a7287fd60a265a5c | A Dancer’s Life | Donald Justice | The lights in the theater fail. The long racks
Of costumes abandoned by the other dancers
Trouble Celeste. The conductor asks
If she is sad because autumn is coming on,
But when autumn comes she is merely pregnant and bored.
On her way back from the holidays, a man
Who appears to have no face rattles the door
To... | [
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"S10"
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c144c40f52128731 | my dream about the second coming | Lucille Clifton | mary is an old woman without shoes.
she doesn’t believe it.
not when her belly starts to bubble
and leave the print of a finger where
no man touches.
not when the snow in her hair melts away.
not when the stranger she used to wait for
appears dressed in lights at her
kitchen table.
she is an old woman and
doe... | [
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] | [
"S5-2",
"S5-3"
] | [
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] | [
"Religion/Christianity",
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5379b3309654bc43 | There was an Old Person of Nice | Edward Lear | There was an old person of Nice,Whose associates were usually Geese.They walked out together, in all sorts of weather.That affable person of Nice! | [
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] |
11bbfc08e31e5941 | The Only Mexican | David Tomas Martinez | The only Mexican that ever was Mexican, fought in the revolution
and drank nightly, and like all machos, crawled into work crudo,
letting his breath twirl, then clap and sing before sandpaper
juiced the metal. The only Mexican to never sit in a Catholic pew
was born on Halloween, and ate his lunch wrapped in foil a... | [
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586bbeb2a2938d97 | Exuberance | Dolores Hayden | Exuberance sips bootleg gin from a garter flaskwith a ruby monogram “E.”She wears a red dress one size too small,eyes wide, she flirts with everyone, daresLincoln Beachey to fly until he runs out of gas,rides a dead engine all the way down.She watches Ormer Locklear climbout of the cockpit two hundred feet up,tap dance... | [
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"S9"
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"S3-2",
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"History & Politics",
"Activities"
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"History & Politics/Money & Economics",
"Activities/Sports & Outdoor Activities",
"Activities/Travels & Journeys"
] |
f51dbdd92b4c13de | Cold Sore Lip Red Coat | Hoa Nguyen | What if I ate too much food there being
Not enough money immigranty
And save all the ketchup
packets George
Carlin record on the record player saying
how many ways you can curse and they
are all funny (small brown bird with a black
neck and a beak full of fluff for a... | [
"S3",
"S4",
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"Arts & Sciences"
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"History & Politics/Money & Economics",
"Living/Youth",
"Relationships/Home Life",
"Activities/Eating & Drinking"
] |
9ac6749493724afc | Of the Last Verses in the Book | Edmund Waller | When we for age could neither read nor write,
The subject made us able to indite.
The soul, with nobler resolutions deckt,
The body stooping, does herself erect:
No mortal parts are requisite to raise
Her, that unbodied can her Maker praise.
The seas are quiet, when the winds give o’er,
So calm are we, when passions ar... | [
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"S10"
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"S6-1",
"S10-5",
"S10-8"
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"Living",
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"Arts & Sciences"
] | [
"Arts & Sciences/Philosophy",
"Arts & Sciences/Reading & Books",
"Living/Aging"
] |
844ac40498ddbf79 | Bears at Raspberry Time | Hayden Carruth | Fear. Three bears
are not fear, mother
and cubs come berrying
in our neighborhood
like any other family.
I want to see them, or any
distraction. Flashlight
poking across the brook
into briary darkness,
but they have gone,
noisily. I go to bed.
Fear. Unwritten books
already titled. Some
idiot will shoot the... | [
"S6",
"S8"
] | [
"S6-1",
"S8-8"
] | [
"Living",
"Relationships"
] | [
"Living/Aging",
"Relationships/Pets & Domestic Animals"
] |
1640f045946106a1 | And I in My Bed Again | Hilda Morley | Last night
tossed in
my bed
the sound of the rain turned me
around,
a leaf
in a dried gully
from side to
side,
the sound of the rain took me
apart, opened to what is it?
breath caught in ... | [
"S2",
"S6"
] | [] | [
"Nature",
"Living"
] | [] |
de4fdf1655589193 | A Baroque Wall-Fountain in the Villa Sciarra | Richard Wilbur | for Dore and Adja
Under the bronze crown
Too big for the head of the stone cherub whose feet
A serpent has begun to eat,
Sweet water brims a cockle and braids down
Past spattered mosses, breaks
On the tipped edge of a second shell, and fills
The massive third below. It spills
In threads ... | [
"S10"
] | [
"S10-1",
"S10-4"
] | [
"Arts & Sciences"
] | [
"Arts & Sciences/Architecture & Design",
"Arts & Sciences/Painting & Sculpture"
] |
2b5e8f1fb6cacfd1 | Question | May Swenson | Body my house
my horse my hound
what will I do
when you are fallen
Where will I sleep
How will I ride
What will I hunt
Where can I go
without my mount
all eager and quick
How will I know
in thicket ahead
is danger or treasure
when Body my good
bright dog is dead
How will it be
to lie in the sky
without... | [
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"S6"
] | [
"S6-4"
] | [
"Nature",
"Living"
] | [
"Living/Death & Dying"
] |
325aa36c8679ed7f | Afterwards | Margaret Postgate Cole | Oh, my beloved, shall you and I Ever be young again, be young again? | [
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"S6"
] | [
"S3-11",
"S6-4",
"S6-5"
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"Living"
] | [
"Social Commentaries/War & Conflict",
"Living/Death & Dying",
"Living/Mourning"
] |
257e94c98f7b0fb5 | In Memory of My Heavy Metal Years | Jeff Derksen | There goes the
aluminum, the antimony, the arsenic
the barium, the cadmium,
the cesium, the gadolinium
the lead
the mercury
the nickel, the thalium, and
the tin.
There goes that job spraying lawns
with chemicals, driving the Merc
three-quarter ton
with a tank on the back
and no brakes
through West Vancouve... | [
"S6"
] | [
"S6-3"
] | [
"Living"
] | [
"Living/Coming of Age"
] |
2fe20aa8b7ebc6ab | Cadmus and Harmonia | Matthew Arnold | Far, far from here, The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay Among the green Illyrian hills; and there The sunshine in the happy glens is fair, And by the sea, and in the brakes. The grass is cool, the sea-side air Buoyant and fresh, the mountain flowers More virginal and sweet than ours. And there, they say, two bright and a... | [
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"S6",
"S8",
"S11"
] | [
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"S2-7",
"S2-8",
"S6-1",
"S8-3",
"S8-7",
"S11-3",
"S11-4"
] | [
"Nature",
"Living",
"Relationships",
"Mythology & Folklore"
] | [
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"Mythology & Folklore/Heroes & Patriotism",
"Nature/Bodies of Water",
"Nature/Landscapes & Pastorals",
"Nature/Plants & Fungi",
"Living/Aging",
"Relationships/Family & Ancestors",
"Relationships/Marriage & Companionship"
] |
838549923b4aae17 | [It’s no use / Mother dear...] | Sappho | It’s no use
Mother dear, I
can’t finish my
weaving
You may
blame Aphrodite
soft as she is
she has almost
killed me with
love for that boy | [
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"S11"
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"Love/Infatuation & Crushes",
"Mythology & Folklore/Greek & Roman Mythology",
"Activities/Indoor Activities"
] |
e552c2012c6a0a7f | This | A. R. Ammons | time will wash
away
so
clean not a
cry
will
be left in
it | [
"S6",
"S7"
] | [] | [
"Living",
"Time & Brevity"
] | [] |
04ae9a1d9522197e | A one ended boomerang | Samuel Wagan Watson | For once you have tasted flight you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return.
— Leonardo da Vinci
An hourglass constricted, the whore inside of me who is watching the clock, monitoring the time, this wasted time to get off, get going, lunar cycle g... | [
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"S7"
] | [
"S1-1"
] | [
"Love",
"Living",
"Time & Brevity"
] | [
"Love/Desire & Erotic Love"
] |
17688cf20e53cf68 | I know that He exists. (365) | Emily Dickinson | I know that He exists.
Somewhere – in silence –
He has hid his rare life
From our gross eyes.
’Tis an instant’s play –
’Tis a fond Ambush –
Just to make Bliss
Earn her own surprise!
But – should the play
Prove piercing earnest –
Should the glee – glaze –
In Death’s – stiff – stare –
Would not the fun
Look ... | [
"S5",
"S6"
] | [
"S5-3",
"S5-4",
"S6-4"
] | [
"Religion",
"Living"
] | [
"Religion/Faith & Doubt",
"Religion/God & the Divine",
"Living/Death & Dying"
] |
1650640ca4891c04 | Nighttime | Yusef Komunyakaa | Did a big brain raise us
into mountains
to range over the valley,
to see the approach before
whoever it was knew they would walk
a path between dusk & dawn
half-awake? An eye squinted,
& sex as idea made the lids dance.
Now... | [
"S6"
] | [] | [
"Living"
] | [] |
8b538a5068fe0b22 | Counsel to Unreason | Léonie Adams | These lovers’ inklings which our loves enmesh,
Lost to the cunning and dimensional eye,
Though tenemented in the selves we see,
Not more perforce than azure to the sky,
Were necromancy-juggled to the flesh,
And startled from no daylight you or me.
For trance and silvemess those moons commend,
Which blanch the wa... | [
"S1",
"S8"
] | [
"S1-6"
] | [
"Love",
"Relationships"
] | [
"Love/Realistic & Complicated"
] |
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