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Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Searching... Author: EMANUEL, LYNN Matches Found: 154 Emanuel, Lynn Poet's Biography poems available by this author A BLOND BOMBSHELL Poem Text First Line: Love is boring and passe, all the old baggage Last Line: Dependable light of rage coming in on schedule like a bus Subject(s): Blondes A RIDDLE Poem Text Subject(s): Waiters & Waitresses AFTER YOUR LETTER OF ELEGANT GOODBYE First Line: This is a road where I could die for love Last Line: And let the earth take one slow liberty %after another AN OLD WOMAN'S PAINTING Poem Text Recitation by Author Subject(s): Paintings & Painters APOLOGY First Line: Tonight I lie staring into the unlit neighborhood Last Line: Under a sky tall and decorated with stars as a general ART CLASS First Line: Today's lesson? Seeing is like a flock of starlings flying Last Line: We stand waving our hankies at it ARTISTS First Line: I was not alive when you posed in silk trunks for matisse Last Line: Or I into that visitation AT THE MAGRITTE EXHIBITION First Line: To a woman whose forehead is like a white veranda Last Line: The roses putting their roots down onto the faces of the dead AT THE RITZ First Line: How and where they met is cause for speculation Last Line: And a town staggers to its feet as he follows her like a prisoner %into the sentence of the story Variant Title(s): Film Noir: At The Rit BAD PAINTING First Line: It's a disaster from the start, the mismanaged Last Line: Finish a sentence and the horizon with its back to us BELLA ROMA First Line: Into the distances of the afternoon Last Line: Will I have enough for rent? Enough to clean the black dress? BERLIN INTERIOR WITH JEWS, 1939 First Line: This is the year europe looks up in sublime disregard Last Line: And is about to be snuffed back to the wick of her black shoes BIG BLACK CAR First Line: I thought, you'll never get me Last Line: The world's open gate, eternity %hits me like a heart attack BLOND BOMBSHELL First Line: Love is boring and passe, all the old baggage Last Line: Dependable light of rage coming in on schedule like a bus Subject(s): Blondes BLUE MOVIE First Line: The hollow hiss of the projector sounds like a surf, or worse, its fragile Last Line: Drifting across the landscape, is fire looking for a place to start BOOK'S SPEECH First Line: As you are reading, you become the hard Last Line: On a block of ice and left a cleft for your tongue to fall into Variant Title(s): The Soliloquy Of The Good Boo BURIAL First Line: After I've goosed up the fire in the stove with 'starter logg' Last Line: Greatest enemy. Which, in a sense, my father is Subject(s): Funerals CHINOISSERIE Poem Text First Line: Http://www.Poetryfoundation.Org/poem/177301 Subject(s): Mothers; Clothing & Dress CHINOISSERIE First Line: My mother in her dress of red viyella, teetering like a tiny Last Line: Hunched over our beakers of jasmine tea, we let the exotic %rinse over us impractical and non-negoti CODA (IN THE FORM OF NOTES) First Line: The planet kypton': at night, if the wand of the geiger cou Last Line: That face, the look of horror and disgust and terror. I would expect %such looks from the damned; bu CORPSES (1) First Line: Are unhappy in this shut down Last Line: Slipperly look. And even a corpse can be a disguise Subject(s): Corpses; Death CORPSES (2) First Line: Hunched like poker players at my kitchen table Last Line: Slippery look. And even a corpse can be a disguise DESIRE Poem Text First Line: This is not turner's venice Last Line: Abating in the huge green hesitations of the trees Subject(s): Cities; Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania; Urban Life DESIRE First Line: This is not turner's venice Last Line: The rare acres of stars, the thin wind %abating in the huge green hesitations of the trees Subject(s): Cities; Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania DIG First Line: He is filling the bucket with stones Last Line: With the earth on her like a black wing DIG First Line: Beyond the dark souks of the old city, beyond the dome of th Last Line: Saucer of my pelvis. We are nothing. Earth staring at earth DISCOVERING THE PHOTOGRAPH OF LLOYD, EARL, AND PRISCILLA Poem Text First Line: These are the great discoveries of my middle age Last Line: Its separate ghost Subject(s): Bars & Bartenders; Cities; Pubs; Taverns; Saloons; Urban Life DISCOVERING THE PHOTOGRAPH OF LLOYD, EARL, AND PRISCILLA First Line: These are the great discoveries of my middle age Last Line: Its separate ghost Subject(s): Bars And Bartenders; Cities DOMESTIC VIOLENCE First Line: The night is dark as mother's closet with its big woolens Last Line: Fist pounds the air as though to make someone %who is getting up stumble and fall down again DRAWING ROSIE'S TRAIN TRIP First Line: I begin with the tree's left foot Last Line: Their own white hankies, waving %good-bye & one bad child is squalling DREAM ABOUT THE OLD MOSAIC FOUND IN A SYRIAN ORCHARD First Line: I have come through Last Line: Nothing, really, earth staring at fire DREAM IN WHICH I MEET MYSELF Poem Text First Line: Even the butter's a block of sleazy light. I see that first, Subject(s): Dreams; Self; Nightmares DREAMING OF RIO AT SIXTEEN First Line: It was always raoul's kisses or grandmother's Last Line: Home, save yourself for a wedding, while you, %beside the amazon, were all teeth, all boat DRESSING THE PARTS First Line: So, here we are %I am kind of diction Last Line: That you, reader %that you are wearing ELEGY WRITTEN IN THE VOWELS OF HER NAME First Line: I have always loved rogier van der weyden's portrait of a woman Last Line: Curve of reflected sky and sail away, bay by blue unvoyaged bay ELSEWHERE Poem Text First Line: This isn't italy where even / the dust is sexual, and I am not Last Line: The woman she becomes, who could not or would not save her Subject(s): Life; Survival ELSEWHERE First Line: This isn't italy where even %the dust is sexual, and I am not Last Line: The woman she becomes, who could not %or would not save her Subject(s): Life; Survival ENORMOUS LEISURE First Line: I remember how you entered the water Last Line: From the enormous leisure of the light FAR First Line: I will study her longing for far, for everything Last Line: That attainable sweet beyond %is drowned by their wild we are, we are FILM NOIR SEX: ALL THOSE HOTEL ROOMS LIT UP AT NIGHT MEAN First Line: We're the scenery (the smiths, room six) that has snuffed out plot Last Line: In solidarity, shouldering us toward the clouds FOR ME AT SUNDAY SERMONS, THE SERPENT Poem Text First Line: Coming lightly, perfectly Last Line: The ticket out Subject(s): Escapes; Fugitives FOR ME AT SUNDAY SERMONS, THE SERPENT First Line: Coming lightly, perfectly Last Line: The spark, the road, %the ticket out Subject(s): Escapes FRYING TROUT WHILE DRUNK First Line: Mother is drinking to forget a man Last Line: And with the care of the very drunk %handed him the plate GETTING BORN First Line: You have set yourself a task like a train GRANDMOTHER ZOLTANA, TUNISIA, EARLY '50S -- TWO PHOTOGRAPHS First Line: Even now it makes me thirsty to see her leaning in the doorway Last Line: Grandmother and then me to bed HALFWAY THROUGH THE BOOK I'M WRITING First Line: My father dies and is buried in his brooks brothers suit Last Line: Yes-squeak-yes-squeak-yes-squeak HEARTSICK First Line: I had enough bad luck that summer Last Line: And whispered, 'is this the maginot line?' %while I grew just idiotic with anxiety and lust HOMAGE TO DICKINSON Poem Text First Line: I've never longed for the annulments of heaven Last Line: Tomb, my own woman. Finally. And forever Subject(s): Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886); Homage & Respect HOMAGE TO DICKINSON First Line: I've never longed for the annulments of heaven Last Line: I would be alone, alone, in my maidenly %tomb, my own woman. Finally. And forever Subject(s): Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886) HOMAGE TO SHARON STONE (1) Poem Text First Line: It's early morning and across the street Last Line: T is just sharon stone driving past the house of someone who is, at the time, trying to write a book Subject(s): Actors & Actresses; Self; Stone, Sharon; Actresses HOMAGE TO SHARON STONE (1) First Line: It's early morning and across the street Last Line: Has been gravely labeling with her name, this poem Subject(s): Actors And Actresses; Self; Stone, Sharon HOMAGE TO SHARON STONE (2) Poem Text First Line: It's early morning. This is the before Last Line: Trying to unwrite the world that is all around her Subject(s): Actors & Actresses; Self; Stone, Sharon; Actresses HOMAGE TO SHARON STONE (2) First Line: It's early morning. This is the before Last Line: Trying to unwrite the world that is all around her Subject(s): Actors And Actresses; Self; Stone, Sharon I DREAM I LOVE YOU UNDER THE PINE, UNDER THE POPLAR First Line: I lie down %always the same way Last Line: The shadow of a man still mounting %the shadow of a horse IDOL First Line: In the kitchen a black blur Last Line: And her heart, down on one knee, %puts down the other IMAGINING RIO AT SIXTEEN First Line: It was always ramon's kisses, or sometimes IN ENGLISH IN A POEM Poem Text First Line: I am giving a lecture on poetry Last Line: I'll drive you home Subject(s): Poetry & Poets; Teaching & Teachers; Educators; Professors IN ENGLISH IN A POEM First Line: I am giving a lecture on poetry Last Line: I found that very moving. Get in the car %I'll drive you home Subject(s): Poetry And Poets; Teaching And Teachers IN PURGATORY First Line: This is my usual room Last Line: Even my longing to be gone from here %is gone form here IN SEARCH OF A TITLE First Line: I'm sitting on the porch, and the woods are still here Last Line: Side by side, as it were, immaculate, but unkempt. White %occurs to me. And naked INSIDE GERTRUDE STEIN Poem Text First Line: Right now as I am talking to you and as you are being talked to Last Line: "least likely of saviors, you are my last choice and my last Subject(s): Play INSIDE GERTRUDE STEIN First Line: Right now as I am talking to you and as you are being talked to Last Line: You are the least likely of saviors, you are my last choice and my last resort Subject(s): Play INSPIRATION First Line: I am tired of the tundra of the mind Last Line: And all at once my heart stumbles like a %drunken sailor, and I am adrift in the bel aujourd'hui of Variant Title(s): The Technology Of Inspiratio INSPIRATION, TWO First Line: Birds in the morning are a moving blur Last Line: Gretel and gretel %lost in the dark and other wildlife %breathing, breathing INSTRUCTION MANUAL First Line: How-to on how to read this? Listen Last Line: Just blank page, white space, void with a splash of voice INVENTING FATHER IN LAS VEGAS Poem Text First Line: If I could see nothing but the smoke Subject(s): Fathers INVENTING FATHER IN LAS VEGAS First Line: If I could see nothing but the smoke Last Line: Or the harvest moon, that gold planet, remote and pure american ITEM: Poem Text First Line: I strolled through the neighborhood of beautiful houses KISS First Line: In the cooking pot my aunt's long spoon pets the lamb's Last Line: To carry the green wood into the meadow LANDSCAPE IN THE COUNTRY First Line: This thrust of eloquence is not Last Line: The lowest stair in the stairway of being %that we go down and down and down LIKE GOD Poem Text First Line: You hover above the page staring down Last Line: The book in your hands, like god reading Subject(s): Books; God; Reading LIKE GOD First Line: You hover above the page staring down Last Line: Been hovering above this page, holding %the book in your hands, like god, reading Subject(s): Books; God LOOKING FOR THE OLD ROSEBUD CEMETERY First Line: There is nowhere to go except this detour Last Line: And drive back blind to denver NIGHT MAN AT THE BLUE LITE First Line: Luther benton is talking to his heart again Last Line: No one for miles. No one %in those golden streets, but luther Subject(s): Bars And Bartenders ODE TO VOICE Poem Text First Line: How I love my eyes, dressed up Last Line: Waiting for a beautiful nakedness to come along Subject(s): Voices ODE TO VOICE First Line: How I love my eyes, dressed up Last Line: Waiting for a beautiful nakedness %to come along Subject(s): Voices OF MY FATHER BEFORE THE WAR First Line: Suppose I were leaning in a doorway in marseilles watching a volley Last Line: Waved and cried and disembarked into the vast nonchalance of france OF YOUR FATHER'S INDISCRETIONS AND THE TRAIN TO CALIFORNIA First Line: One summer he stole the jade buttons Subject(s): Fathers & Daughters OF YOUR FATHER'S INDISCRETIONS AND THE TRAIN TO CALIFORNIA First Line: One summer he stole the jade buttons Last Line: In the dress %red as a house burning down Subject(s): Fathers And Daughters ON RETURNING TO CARTHAGE TO EVACUATE AN ANCIENT SACRIICAL First Line: For the first time I could remember Last Line: It could be anything. Even that ON WAKING AFTER DREAMING OF RAOUL First Line: If freud was right and dreams of falling are Last Line: Knew that they would end up poor, %mortgaged to a ghost, and living in a place like this ONE SUMMER HURRICANE LYNNE SPAWNS TORNADOS AS FAR WEST AS... Poem Text First Line: The storm with my name dragged one Last Line: Boot waiting to kick us open like a clay pot Subject(s): Tornadoes ONE SUMMER HURRICANE LYNNE SPAWNS TORNADOS AS FAR WEST AS... First Line: The storm with my name dragged one Last Line: The whole city of grief rose up to face that black %boot that waited to kick us open like a clay pot Subject(s): Tornadoes ORDINARY OBJECTS First Line: I am letting them stand Last Line: Staring at you through the drapes OUT OF METROPOLIS Poem Text Variant Title(s): Film Noir: Train Trip Out Of Metropolis Subject(s): City & Town Life; Travel; Railroads; Journeys; Trips; Railways; Trains OUT OF METROPOLIS First Line: We're headed for empty-headedness Last Line: Script of the title page, as though it were a signature on the contract, as though %it were the auth Variant Title(s): Film Noir: Train Trip Out Of Metropoli OUT-OF-BODY EXPERIENCE First Line: The extraterrestrial view Last Line: Like oiled bath water, %a colder cold, a dark %dark OUTSIDE ROOM SIX Poem Text First Line: Down on my knees again, on the linoleum outside room six Last Line: Black square, white square goes the linoleum Subject(s): Hotels; Popular Culture - United States; Inns; Innskeepers; Motels; Boarding Houses OUTSIDE ROOM SIX First Line: Down on my knees again, on the linoleum outside room six Last Line: Black square, white square goes the linoleum Subject(s): Hotels; Popular Culture - United States PAINTING THE TOWN First Line: I dip my brush into black Last Line: In a red dress standing all alone %under the shaggy aster of a street lamp PAST First Line: Where did she come from, that dig Last Line: She is. I've never seen her. %I was in paris at the time PATIENT First Line: I remember my mother on her hard knees Last Line: Under the tall black chill of common sense PATIENT First Line: I remember my grandmother on her hard knees Last Line: His face was a moth wing worn away %by the soft curiousity of a child PERSONA First Line: When the reader's radar tracked me down Last Line: Down the long dark corridor of my throat PHOTOGRAPH OF MY FATHER AT AN EARLY EXHIBIT OF ARSHILE First Line: Here he is standing beside agony -- sad and proprietary Last Line: Like two stones in its pocket -- blind and still and immortal %as anything on earth PHOTOGRAPH OF RAMONA POSING WHILE FATHER SKETCHES HER First Line: Father is transforming ramona Last Line: And the streets full of germans POEM LIKE AN AUTOMOBILE CAN TAKE YOU ANYWHERE First Line: But you have to wait until mother gets loaded Last Line: Your life with his burnished lassoes, they groan, %jesus, jesus, enough, enough POET IN HEAVEN First Line: Here in heaven's small hotel Last Line: One who crawls across the sky %to watch her shadow in the dust POET IN THE GARRETG IN AMERICA First Line: I come up here to be disembodied and abstract Last Line: America, I am still hopeful and a woman of my time POLITICS OF NARRATIVE: WHY I AM A POET First Line: Jill's a good kid who's had some tough luck. But that's another Last Line: And that's why I write poetry. In poetry, you don't do that kind %of work PORTRAIT OF THE AUTHOR First Line: Today I write about the house Last Line: Oh, raoul, you bring me to my knees Variant Title(s): Portrait Of The Author As Raou Subject(s): Love; Portraits PORTRAIT OF THE AUTHOR AS RAOUL Poem Text First Line: Today I write about the house Last Line: Oh raoul, you bring me to my knees Variant Title(s): Portrait Of The Author As Raoul Subject(s): Love; Portraits REBIRTH First Line: Today, braddock avenue's parade Last Line: Her nose into everything %and I am speechless with rebirth Variant Title(s): The Technology Of Sprin RED KIMONO First Line: I stare at the brass scarred by beating until Last Line: As she bends to set the empties on the step in the housecoat%the landlady lent RIDDLE First Line: Like the queens and prostitutes at the french court Last Line: Down which I tossed my wishes to hear them throb %a message:artichoke, artichoke RITA AND THE FIRES OF LOVE First Line: She was not poor but she had the troubles of the poor SEIZURE Poem Text First Line: This was the winter mother told time by my heart Subject(s): Family Life; Relatives SEIZURE First Line: This was the winter mother told time by my heart Last Line: On the golden streets & mother, I cried to her, & went out like a light SELF PORTRAIT AT EIGHTEEN First Line: Today I became my own secret admirer, unearthing Last Line: In this photograph which a not-quite-forgotten-enough %photographer entitled: portrait of a woman, n SELF-PORTRAIT First Line: Tiresome, tiresome is the poet Last Line: But so beautifully it is almost yes SHE Poem Text First Line: The body has its own story -- she said -- oh yes? -- I said Last Line: The body wins Subject(s): Bodies; Conversation SHE First Line: The body has its own story -- she said -- oh yes? -- I said Last Line: Vis-a-vis -- the end middle beginning -- and the body argues hers -- yes -- she said but -- let's fa Subject(s): Bodies; Conversation SHE IS SIX Poem Text First Line: She sleeps on a cot in the living room Subject(s): Girls SHE IS SIX First Line: She sleeps on a cot in the living room Last Line: And she sits and rocks like a deaf woman SLEEPING First Line: I have imagined all this Last Line: When my father and mother made love above rothko %who lay in the day thinking roses, roses, roses Subject(s): Cities; New York City; Rothko, Mark (1903-1970) SOLILOQUY OF THE BLANK PAGE First Line: Yes, in the distance there is a river, a bridge Last Line: Selfhood giving a poetry reading Subject(s): Books; Self SOLILOQUY OF THE DEPRESSED BOOK First Line: Since I have come to hate nature & its poetry Last Line: Night on the dull horizon %coming to serve me SPITE-HOMAGE TO SYLVIA PLATH Poem Text First Line: I stamped my feet and shook my fist and wept Last Line: Taking everything into its bog, its tar pit, into the locked box of unbeing Subject(s): Plath, Sylvia (1932-1963) SPITE-HOMAGE TO SYLVIA PLATH First Line: I stamped my feet and shook my fist and wept Last Line: Taking everything into its bog, its tar pit, into the locked box of unbeing Subject(s): Plath, Sylvia (1932-1963) STONE SOUP First Line: She wants to get born, so she invents a mother Last Line: It will not be long now until she will make them %make her from nothing, a stone, a pot TECHNOLOGY OF INSPIRATION First Line: I am tired of the tundra of the mind TECHNOLOGY OF LOVE First Line: I loved the women of eley, nevada, who drank, wept Last Line: He lures againt the current, that ark in its loose gown of oared water THE BURIAL Poem Text First Line: After I've goosed up the fire in the stove with 'starter logg' Last Line: Greatest enemy. Which, in a sense, my father was Subject(s): Funerals; Burials THE CORPSES (1) Poem Text First Line: Are unhappy in this shut down Last Line: Slippery look. And even a corpse can be a disguise Subject(s): Corpses; Death; Cadavers; Dead, The THE NIGHT MAN AT THE BLUE LITE Poem Text First Line: Luther benton is talking to his heart again Last Line: In those golden streets, but luther Subject(s): Bars & Bartenders; Pubs; Taverns; Saloons THE PHOTOGRAPH OF RAMONA POSING WHILE FATHER SKETCHES HER IN CHARCOAL Poem Text First Line: Father is transforming ramona Subject(s): Paintings & Painters THE PLANET KRYPTON Poem Text First Line: Outside the window the mcgill smelter Last Line: We could have anything we wanted. Subject(s): Antinuclear Movement; Baby Boom Generation; Kent State University - Riot, 1970; Women; Nuclear Freeze THE POLITICS OF NARRATIVE: WHY I AM A POET Poem Text First Line: Jill's a good kid who's had some tough luck. But that's Subject(s): Poetry & Poets THE SLEEPING Poem Text First Line: I have imagined all this Last Line: Who lay in the dark thinking roses, roses, roses Subject(s): Cities; New York City; Rothko, Mark (1903-1970); Urban Life; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple THE SOLILOQUY OF THE BLANK PAGE Poem Text First Line: Yes, in the distance there is a river, a bridge Last Line: An airborne cloud of selfhood giving a poetry reading Subject(s): Books; Self; Reading THEN, SUDDENLY First Line: Yes, in the distance there is a river, a bridge Last Line: In which, reader, I have made our paths cross! THESE DAYS First Line: In the teary windows, the woodlands heave Last Line: I can see, is the disappearance of matter THIS IS THE TRUTH First Line: Now, this is the truth of that particular fiction Last Line: With nothing that anyone could want, %poor and out of luck and a free at last TOURISTS Poem Text First Line: In tunis we try to discuss divorce Subject(s): Tunis, Tunisia TOURISTS First Line: In tunis we try to discuss divorce Last Line: Hard, that the green grass rose to meet him WALT, I SALUTE YOU! First Line: From the year of our lord 19** Last Line: And therefore myself! In our enormous hats! In our huge mustaches! %we can't hide! We recognize ours WE, THE POEMS OF AMERICA First Line: Don't have time for istanbul Last Line: And a squad of girls like us with which %to spend eternity, dusting the infernal dust WHAT DID YOU EXPECT? First Line: The heavenly father to damn and bless Last Line: Want to go back to being locked up %in that little black closet of living WHAT DYING WAS LIKE First Line: First I lay down Last Line: There was that I, a terrible cloud, a thinking wind. %that was the final terror, that I wept and cou WHAT ELY WAS First Line: The mauve, the ocher of canned tamales, the dark silt Last Line: Some green coast exported all I wanted of all I wanted, %a kingdom where my hunger fit, both mind an WHAT GRIEVING WAS Poem Text First Line: That was not the summer of aspic Subject(s): Family Life; Grief; Relatives; Sorrow; Sadness WHAT GRIEVING WAS LIKE First Line: That was not the summer of aspic Last Line: The hearse rolled forward over the o's %of its own surprise WHAT I KNOW ABOUT THE END OF THE SECOND WORLD WAR First Line: In l.A. Someone is kissing veronica lake Last Line: The sign outside repeating clover, clover, clover WHAT IS HEAVEN First Line: What is heaven, after all, but chaos Last Line: Nothing, really, the unimportant %and, therefore, immortal Variant Title(s): The Poet In Heave WHAT THE KEYHOLE WAS First Line: A bare room, an empty bucket Last Line: Agamemnon and helen, %sodom and the wife of lot WHEN FATHER DECIDED HE DID NOT LOVE HER ANYMORE Poem Text First Line: Tonight I will remember the model Last Line: Where the doors opened to the river Subject(s): Models WHEN FATHER DECIDED HE DID NOT LOVE HER ANYMORE First Line: Tonight I will remember the model Last Line: Her study in paris %where the doors opened to the river Subject(s): Models WHITE DRESS First Line: What does it feel like to be this shroud Last Line: A road with no one on it, bathed %in moonlight, rehearsing its lines WHITES First Line: The scar, the moon, the blind man's cane, the gluey soup of Last Line: On the altar wall, in the tub upstairs, pierre, the naked sailor WHO IS SHE KIDDING Poem Text First Line: Who is she kidding? Who is she Subject(s): Play WHO IS SHE KIDDING First Line: Who is she kidding? Who is she Last Line: Snow to the eskimos; this is america, %honey, we don't need any damned artichokes Subject(s): Play WHY I AM NOT FRANK O'HARA Poem Text First Line: Across the street is one example. Across the street is one example of the diff- Last Line: But it is that new thing in a new world, and that new thing is a pose Subject(s): O'hara, Frank (1926-1966) WHY I AM NOT FRANK O'HARA First Line: Across the street is one example. Across the street is one example of the diff- Last Line: Neither poem nor prose, but it is that new thing in a new world, and tha tnew %thing is a pose Subject(s): O'hara, Frank (1926-1966) YOU TELL ME First Line: You tell me you're the stranger in bad weather Last Line: Where men exhaust themselves in shifts, %you tell me |
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