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Randall Jarrell's Poetry, by title

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  • 90 North
    At home, in my flannel gown, like a bear to its floe,
    I clambered to bed; up the globe's impossible sides
    34 lines, 3 comments
  • A Camp in the Prussian Forest
    I walk beside the prisoners to the road.
    Load on puffed load,
    36 lines
  • A Country Life
    A bird that I don't know,
    Hunched on his light-pole like a scarecrow,
    51 lines
  • A Man Meets A Woman In The Street
    Under the separated leaves of shade
    Of the gingko, that old tree
    98 lines
  • A Sick Child
    The postman comes when I am still in bed.
    "Postman, what do you have for me today?"
    20 lines
  • Children Selecting Books In A Library
    With beasts and gods, above, the wall is bright.
    The child's head, bent to the book-colored shelves,
    36 lines, 1 comment
  • Cinderella
    Her imaginary playmate was a grown-up
    In sea-coal satin. The flame-blue glances,
    41 lines
  • Eighth Air Force
    If, in an odd angle of the hutment,
    A puppy laps the water from a can
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • Gunner
    Did they send me away from my cat and my wife
    To a doctor who poked me and counted my teeth,
    11 lines
  • Hope
    The spirit killeth, but the letter giveth life.
    The week is dealt out like a hand
    35 lines
  • Jerome
    Each day brings its toad, each night its dragon.
    Der heilige Hieronymus--his lion is at the zoo--
    38 lines
  • Losses
    It was not dying: everybody died.
    It was not dying: we had died before
    36 lines
  • Mail Call
    The letters always just evade the hand
    One skates like a stone into a beam, falls like a bird.
    10 lines
  • Next Day
    Moving from Cheer to Joy, from Joy to All,
    I take a box
    60 lines
  • Seele Im Raum
    It sat between my husband and my children.
    A place was set for it—a plate of greens.
    101 lines
  • The Black Swan
    When the swans turned my sister into a swan
    I would go to the lake, at night, from milking:
    25 lines, 2 comments
  • The Breath Of Night
    The moon rises. The red cubs rolling
    In the ferns by the rotten oak
    15 lines
  • The Bronze David of Donatello
    A sword in his right hand, a stone in his left hand,
    He is naked. Shod and naked. Hatted and naked.
    83 lines
  • The Death Of The Ball Turret Gunner
    From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
    And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
    4 lines, 1 comment
  • The Elementary Scene
    Looking back in my mind I can see
    The white sun like a tin plate
    25 lines
  • The House In The Woods
    At the back of the houses there is the wood.
    While there is a leaf of summer left, the wood
    38 lines
  • The Old And The New Masters
    About suffering, about adoration, the old masters
    Disagree. When someone suffers, no one else eats
    61 lines
  • The Olive Garden
    (Rainer Maria Rilke)
    He went up under the gray leaves
    30 lines
  • The Orient Express
    One looks from the train
    Almost as one looked as a child. In the sunlight
    35 lines
  • The Player Piano
    I ate pancakes one night in a Pancake House
    Run by a lady my age. She was gay.
    35 lines
  • The Refugees
    In the shabby train no seat is vacant.
    The child in the ripped mask
    23 lines, 1 comment
  • The Woman At The Washington Zoo
    The saris go by me from the embassies.
    Cloth from the moon. Cloth from another planet.
    33 lines
  • Well Water
    What a girl called "the dailiness of life"
    (Adding an errand to your errand. Saying,
    13 lines
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