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  • North Atlantic
    WHEN the sea is everywhere 
    from horizon to horizon .. 
    92 lines
  • Cool Tombs
    When Abraham Lincoln was shoveled into the tombs he forgot
    the copperheads and the assassin . . . in the dust, in the
    14 lines, 2 comments
  • Horses And Men In Rain
    Let us sit by a hissing steam radiator a winter's day, gray wind pattering frozen raindrops on the window,
    And let us talk about mi
    11 lines, 1 comment
  • Sixteen Months
    On the lips of the child Janet float changing dreams.
    It is a thin spiral of blue smoke,
    6 lines, 1 comment
  • Interior
    In the cool of the night time
    The clocks pick off the points
    54 lines, 1 comment
  • The Year
    I
    A storm of white petals,
    18 lines, 1 comment
  • River Roads
    Let the crows go by hawking their caw and caw.
    They have been swimming in midnights of coal mines somewhere.
    11 lines, 1 comment
  • The Mayor Of Gary
    I asked the mayor of Gary about the 12-hour day and the 7-day week.
    And the mayor of Gary answered more workmen steal time on the j
    6 lines, 1 comment
  • Neighbors
    On Forty-first Street
    near Eighth Avenue
    18 lines, 1 comment
  • Threes
    I was a boy when I heard three red words
    a thousand Frenchmen died in the streets
    18 lines, 1 comment
  • Evening Waterfall
    What is the name you called me?--
    And why did you go so soon?
    11 lines, 1 comment
  • Stars, Songs, Faces
    Gather the stars if you wish it so.
    Gather the songs and keep them.
    9 lines, 1 comment
  • Summer Stars
    Bend low again, night of summer stars.
    So near you are, sky of summer stars,
    7 lines, 3 comments
  • Hell On The Wabash
    When country fiddlers held a convention in
    Danville, the big money went to a barn dance
    9 lines, 1 comment
  • Sea Slant
    On up the sea slant,
    On up the horizon,
    13 lines, 1 comment
  • Arithmetic
    Arithmetic is where numbers fly like pigeons in and out of your
    head.
    26 lines, 5 comments
  • Killers
    I am singing to you
    Soft as a man with a dead child speaks;
    26 lines, 3 comments
  • And They Obey
    Smash down the cities.
    Knock the walls to pieces.
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Among The Red Guns
    Among the red guns,
    In the hearts of soldiers
    23 lines, 1 comment
  • Fight
    Red drips from my chin where I have been eating.
    Not all the blood, nowhere near all, is wiped off my mouth.
    12 lines, 2 comments
  • Murmurings In A Field Hospital
    [They picked him up in the grass where he had lain two
        days in the rain with a piece of shrapnel in his lungs.]
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Dream Girl
    You will come one day in a waver of love,
    Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Hope Is A Tattered Flag
    Hope is a tattered flag and a dream of time.
    Hope is a heartspun word, the rainbow, the shadblow in white
    19 lines, 1 comment
  • Maybe
    Maybe he believes me, maybe not.
    Maybe I can marry him, maybe not.
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • Pennsylvania
    I have been in Pennsylvania,
    In the Monongahela and Hocking Valleys.
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Last Answers
    I wrote a poem on the mist
    And a woman asked me what I meant by it.
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • Dust
    Here is dust remembers it was a rose
    one time and lay in a woman's hair.
    6 lines, 1 comment
  • Soup
    I saw a famous man eating soup.
    I say he was lifting a fat broth
    9 lines, 1 comment
  • Crucible
    Hot gold runs a winding stream on the inside of a green bowl.
    Yellow trickles in a fan figure, scatters a line of skirmishes, spreads a chorus
    6 lines, 1 comment
  • Improved Farm Land
    Tall timber stood here once, hee on a corn belt farm along the Monon.
    Here the roots of a half-mile of trees dug their runners deep in the loam for a grip and
    5 lines, 1 comment
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