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Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Searching... Author: BERNARD, APRIL Matches Found: 47 Bernard, April Poet's Biography 47 poems available by this author ACROSS FROM GRACE First Line: What had been hovering in the air all evening Last Line: As the fox waits for the hullabaloo to pass ANOTHER MAN First Line: I want to touch his eyes,' she said Last Line: This drowning. But she has known %even greater pleasure BEAGLE OR SOMETHING Poem Text First Line: The composer's name was beagle or something Subject(s): Music & Musicians BOYACA IS THE LAND OF LIBERTY First Line: Take that hand away, the hand ELEPHANT LANGUOR First Line: Some days go by 'like elevators' while others do not Last Line: Rise up in their sweetness and dawdle the days past clocking ENGLISH AS A SECOND LANGUAGE Poem Text Subject(s): Language; Words; Vocabulary ENGLISH AS A SECOND LANGUAGE First Line: That voice--from the tv--that voice Last Line: You dared not put your hands EXEGESIS First Line: The careful toe-step of the tabby out on errands. She provides the condition Last Line: Sky-lit in the tooth of this time, reaches KTAADN First Line: What was lost, again, the hot sap Last Line: When the mountain is set to the match LAMENTATIONS AND PRAISES First Line: Yet I have sat and waited for the sunlight like one unable to finger Last Line: Sky-lit in the tooth of this time, reaches LITTLE MELODY PSALM First Line: If you like what you saw, then, why close your eyes Last Line: Those he killed, he said, would get married again MASABEESEC First Line: Those tracks in the snow, could it be Last Line: Where it is not difficult to call back happiness NOT ROME First Line: How the car radio carols pushed against the long dusk Last Line: If we were giants who played with little humans %and their little toys, then PRAISE PSALM OF THE CITY-DWELLER First Line: Lift your heads, all you peoples, to the wet heat rising Last Line: In the heat of further days Subject(s): Cities PSALM OF A DARK DAY First Line: There is no god, mohammed is his last prophet, and my car Last Line: This day, sun-filled and white-knuckled, do not recant PSALM OF RESCUE First Line: She lay on the carpet with both toes pointed Last Line: Best comfort, and may I presume to offer you my arm PSALM OF THE APARTMENT-DWELLER First Line: Take the feet of those who march Last Line: On my tongue and swiftly will you seize it. Selah PSALM OF THE BEATEN First Line: When they hit me, it was like flowers, bright and exploding Last Line: Dance above the dirt of the body, unbeaten at the last PSALM OF THE BELOVED First Line: Encircled as a stone is held in the hand, flinty, like flint Last Line: For the small black stone within that prays leave not to be thrown PSALM OF THE BEREFT First Line: His mind was wandering, but he remembered Last Line: But which you clutch to your breast like salvation itself PSALM OF THE CANAL-DWELLER First Line: What difference can there be with, say, a long large gun of Last Line: Smell of mud in the morning as the crabs with claws %that look like paper wings flutter, flutter PSALM OF THE CARD-READERS First Line: Knave that shows one eye, and a smile traveling sidewise Last Line: They are good for something, after all-they keep the edges dry PSALM OF THE CITY-DWELLER GONE HOME First Line: There must be as many windows as possible, while the long Last Line: Older now and tired, looking for god, as for my bitterest enemy PSALM OF THE DISARRANGED First Line: Low at the ground, swiping the machete, then Last Line: But fills it, everywhere, with tall, tall trees of fire PSALM OF THE EXPLANATION-DWELLERS First Line: See, here's how it is, there's two different ways we look at the world Last Line: And unlikely to melt in the damp of your mouth PSALM OF THE HISTORIAN First Line: Not possible to take comfort: how they descended Last Line: Of supplication and gratitude, haunched upon this new world PSALM OF THE ONE WHO HAS NO DWELLING PLACE First Line: Himself is awed: headlines announce Last Line: I rest my head in you, that is, in the uttermost parts of the sea PSALM OF THE RING-BEAER First Line: Who knew what dread fire would settle on what small hand Last Line: I declare and make another stand, whence will I walk PSALM OF THE SLEEPING First Line: It is not only that the waves roll in Last Line: In a finer blood than blood PSALM OF THE SPIT-DWELLER First Line: The wavelets hot against my toes, the distinctive smell: of grouper Last Line: Tell their own biblical comedy, as it will %someday also please the storm to laugh out loud PSALM OF THE SURPRISED First Line: The world lay worm and sugared at waking Last Line: Rounded and polished, slick with shine PSALM OF THE SURVEYOR IN THE MIDDLE LATITUDES First Line: It could have been like that Last Line: You would cough on my freshly ironed, pearl-grey shirt PSALM OF THE TREE-DWELLER First Line: Do not reward those who walk at night with torches Last Line: I may look upon your face PSALM OF THE WIND-DWELLER First Line: High, where the curl of cloud moves across the biggest face Last Line: And let me on your wind pass one dreamless night PSALM OF THE WITNESS First Line: That one I have seen, yes that one Last Line: Masters of the huddle, all of you, I have seen %mine eyes have seen PSALM OF THOSE IN NEED First Line: Frost sifts against the hay, another turn in the year Last Line: Quizas, quizas, you are more than what you dream PSALM OF WITHDRAWL First Line: My hair tossed up, lofty, top-lofty, french courtly Last Line: We cannot take him PSALM ON THE EVE First Line: Why does the man on the radio play only strings today Last Line: In the cold and salt of all I have left undone PSALM: CRIS DE COEUR First Line: Help (for which we have cried since morning) Last Line: Help (for which my heart has cried since morning) PSALM: IT MUST BE THE MEDICATION First Line: So the hip rises, oh so slightly, in its golden socket Last Line: For them moment without remove, write, I can't stop laughing ROY ORBISON AND JOHN MILTON ARE STILL DREAMING Poem Text First Line: You know what I mean: in the instant Subject(s): Separation; Grief; Sorrow; Sadness SONNET IN E First Line: The diction of the dispossessed, clattering Last Line: On a table in the corner of the room THE GOING Poem Text First Line: The cloth edge of certainty TORCH PSALM First Line: A piano pounded like a loom, across a big room Last Line: Honey drips from the spoon, will you open your mouth TRIO PSALM First Line: And sometimes we are cut off Last Line: Somehow we were cut off WAY WE LIVE NOW First Line: Come as you are %the difficulties, in passion Last Line: To give everything away WHAT WOULD HAPPEN THEN First Line: A bird, quick, blue with livid streaks Last Line: And why not would replace all other dicta %but gently, as a sunlit nudge |
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