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  • Crusoe In England
    A new volcano has erupted,
    the papers say, and last week I was reading
    204 lines
  • A Summer’s Dream
    To the sagging wharf
    few ships could come.
    43 lines
  • View of the Capitol from the Library of Congress
    Moving from left to left, the light
    is heavy on the Dome, and coarse.
    22 lines
  • Visits To St. Elizabeth's
    This is the house of Bedlam.
    This is the man
    88 lines, 1 comment
  • Sonnet (1928)
    I am in need of music that would flow
    Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips,
    14 lines
  • Roosters
    At four o'clock
    in the gun-metal blue dark
    132 lines
  • Poem
    About the size of an old-style dollar bill,
    American or Canadian,
    63 lines
  • The Monument
    Now can you see the monument? It is of wood
    built somewhat like a box. No. Built
    80 lines
  • The Shampoo
    The still explosions on the rocks,
    the lichens, grow
    18 lines
  • The Unbeliever
    He sleeps on the top of a mast. - Bunyan
    27 lines
  • The Weed
    I dreamed that dead, and meditating,
    I lay upon a grave, or bed,
    56 lines
  • The End Of March
    For John Malcolm Brinnin and Bill Read: Duxbury
    66 lines
  • I Am In Need Of Music
    I am in need of music that would flow
    Over my fretful, feeling fingertips,
    14 lines
  • The Burglar Of Babylon
    On the fair green hills of Rio
    There grows a fearful stain:
    188 lines
  • To Be Written on the Mirror in Whitewash
    I live only here, between your eyes and you,
    But I live in your world. What do I do?
    4 lines
  • Strayed Crab
    This is not my home. How did I get so far from water? It must
    be over that way somewhere.
    31 lines
  • O breath
    Beneath that loved   and celebrated breast,
    silent, bored really   blindly veined,
    15 lines
  • While Someone Telephones
    Wasted, wasted minutes that couldn't be worse,
    minutes of a barbaric condescension.
    14 lines
  • Sonnet
    I am in need of music that would flow
    Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips,
    14 lines
  • Trouvée
    Oh, why should a hen
    have been run over
    24 lines
  • Sleeping on the Ceiling
    It is so peaceful on the ceiling!
    It is the Place de la Concorde.
    15 lines
  • The Bight
    At low tide like this how sheer the water is.
    White, crumbling ribs of marl protrude and glare
    36 lines
  • Lines Written In The Fannie Farmer Cookbook
    [Given to Frank Bidart]
    20 lines
  • Sonnet (1979)
    Caught -- the bubble
    in the spirit level,
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Sandpiper
    The roaring alongside he takes for granted,
    and that every so often the world is bound to shake.
    20 lines
  • Manuelzinho
    [Brazil. A friend of the writer is speaking.]
    146 lines
  • Squatter's Children
    On the unbreathing sides of hills
    they play, a specklike girl and boy,
    32 lines
  • Manners
    For a Child of 1918
    My grandfather said to me
    33 lines
  • The Moose
    For Grace Bulmer Bowers
    169 lines, 1 comment
  • Seascape
    This celestial seascape, with white herons got up as angels,
    flying high as they want and as far as they want sidewise
    23 lines
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