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Author: YOUNG, DAVID Matches Found: 96 Young, David Poet's Biography 35 poems available by this author A PROJECT FOR FREIGHT TRAINS Poem Text First Line: Sitting at crossings and waiting for freights to pass, we have all noticed Subject(s): Language; Poetry & Poets; Railroads; Words; Vocabulary; Railways; Trains AT THE WHITE WINDOW First Line: Whatever one sees beyond it- %green lawn, gray sky, blue heaving sea Last Line: Our unabashed humanity, both frame and view BOXCAR POEM First Line: The boxcars drift by Last Line: Field, a crow %on either shoulder Subject(s): Railroads CHLOE IN LATE JANUARY First Line: Midwinter here, a frozen pause, and now Last Line: Even in this deep cold CHOPPING GARLIC First Line: The bulb, an oriental palace Last Line: Of some god's smiling mouth EATING THE SEASON First Line: I said I had an urge to greet the spring Last Line: Majestic, heady and discreet...The spring ELM First Line: I know the bottom, she says. I know it with my great tap root Last Line: It petrifies the will. These are the isolate, slow faults %that kill, that kill, that kill Subject(s): Fear HENRY VAUGHAN 1: MOUNTAIN HAIR First Line: I rise as the moon sets Last Line: Maybe that's what they say in the town HENRY VAUGHAN 2: GLOWWORMS AND STRAWBERRIES First Line: Follows me everywhere, this light Last Line: It's god, it's made of god %and will survive HENRY VAUGHAN 3: NIGHT-PIECE First Line: I have walked past mountain outcrops Last Line: Bu henever said which one HENRY VAUGHAN 4: HAVING LIVED THROUGH A WAR, I CAN HYMN First Line: Dumb and warm, the sheep stroll up Last Line: Across its own wet face HENRY VAUGHAN 5: THE WEATHER COCK First Line: Now here is a great joke: Last Line: The tin bird spins %and is lit by the sun KITCHEN RUCKUS First Line: Broth throbs on the stove. I journey into a turnip, but the saffron-threads Last Line: Some old bowl. I lick my lips. Oh tingling shadows! Such luck, to be %alive! LATE SUMMER: LAKE ERIE Poem Text First Line: Nearly a year since word of death Last Line: Dreaming of love and survival Subject(s): Summer; Lake Erie; Death LULLABY FOR THE ELDERLY First Line: Under the hum and whir of night, under the covers, deep in the bed Last Line: The woods and let you go in on your own MIRROR GHAZAL First Line: Rilke thought them gorgeous & self-containded as angels Last Line: Somewhere behind me, sparks toss & float on the wind MOTHER'S DAY Poem Text First Line: I see her doing something simple, paying bills Subject(s): Mothers NIGHT THOUGHTS: FIVE A.M. First Line: An hour or so before dawn Last Line: Wait. Now look again NIGHT THOUGHTS: FOUR A.M. Poem Text First Line: Night sky, spore drift, black sponge Last Line: In the past and present Subject(s): Night; Bedtime NIGHT THOUGHTS: FOUR A.M. First Line: Night sky, spore drift, black sponge Last Line: Among the hidden structures of the night Subject(s): Night NIGHT THOUGHTS: MIDNIGHT First Line: Deep in a blue ohio night Last Line: Wishing I could be useful to some tribe NIGHT THOUGHTS: ONE A.M. First Line: What was that phantom up to? Last Line: Across the silent fields of snow NIGHT THOUGHTS: THREE A.M. First Line: The owl has flown from the sycamore Last Line: For self-communion %tonight, I hope no more NIGHT THOUGHTS: TWO A.M. First Line: This swiss-cheese reality Last Line: Lifts one foot, then another POEM ABOUT HOPPING Poem Text First Line: Rabbits in alabama hop Last Line: But, down sir, down sir, down? Subject(s): Animals; Movement POEM FOR ADLAI STEVENSON AND YELLOW JACKETS Poem Text First Line: It's summer, 1956, in maine, a camp resort Subject(s): Summer; Time; Fish & Fishing; Wasps; Anglers; Yellow Jackets POEM FOR ADLAI STEVENSON AND YELLOW JACKETS First Line: It's summer, 1956, in maine, a camp resort Last Line: Time is a pomegranate, many-chambered, %nothing like what I thought PROJECT FOR FREIGHT TRAINS First Line: Sitting at crossings and waiting for freights to pass, we have all noticed Last Line: See who can provide the best set of colors and words for the next time Subject(s): Language; Poetry And Poets; Railroads SECRET LIFE OF LIGHT First Line: Reading the secret life of dust, %learning about Last Line: The day rolls forward toward %the secret life of dusk THAT SPRING First Line: The river was fast Last Line: The solo of a solo of a solo Subject(s): Nature; Spring THE BOXCAR POEM Poem Text First Line: The boxcars drift by Last Line: On either shoulder Subject(s): Railroads; Railways; Trains VILLANELLE: EXCEPTION TO THE RULE - 1 Poem Text First Line: Baboons were preening, and the sun was setting. Subject(s): Poetry & Poets; Time VILLANELLE: EXCEPTION TO THE RULE - 2 Poem Text Subject(s): Absence; Beauty; Separation; Isolation WIND, RAIN, LIGHT First Line: The drooling roof of an old barn overhead, %the sup and chuckle of water Last Line: No longer needing to know %what anything means WORSHIP GHAZAL First Line: Ignorance banging its head next to a beautiful doorway Last Line: The carnival torch you held & forgot burns forever Young, David Pollock 61 poems available by this author 1940 First Line: It is august. Your father is walking you Last Line: September, the depot, the dark, the light, the dark 30-MAR-97 First Line: A cold and rainy easter Last Line: With one more version of an ancient sacrifice AT THE WHITE WINDOW First Line: Whatever one sees beyond it Last Line: Our unabashed humanity, both frame and view BROKEN FIELD RUNNING First Line: What stands on one leg at night CHOPPING GARLIC First Line: The bulb, an oriental palace Last Line: Of some god's smiling mouth CLOUDSTOWN LIGHTFALL: PRELUDE AND TEN SONNETS First Line: American place names, even a crossroads, sometimes mean terrain Last Line: Why don't you call it a town? It's a small town. %cloudstown CLOUDSTOWN LIGHTFALL: SONNET 1 First Line: A cloudstown painter, I make a huge canvas Last Line: Go forward, like a cloud, a ghost, a firefly CLOUDSTOWN LIGHTFALL: SONNET 10 First Line: Clouds part and shafts of light, wedges that spread Last Line: Then there is singing and the song is snow CLOUDSTOWN LIGHTFALL: SONNET 2 First Line: In an old house, high up under gables Last Line: Gray pearl, fast morning clouds sail overhead CLOUDSTOWN LIGHTFALL: SONNET 3 First Line: So young, but in some downright way she knows Last Line: Nobody said that we could keep our faces CLOUDSTOWN LIGHTFALL: SONNET 4 First Line: Clouds and poems. They float by. We ponder Last Line: Who understands the clouds and all they mean? CLOUDSTOWN LIGHTFALL: SONNET 5 First Line: Cold boiling sky. I feel at home beneath it Last Line: I could do both, and here I can do more CLOUDSTOWN LIGHTFALL: SONNET 6 First Line: These clouds are flat and gray below, sunlit Last Line: That go on blooming as we wake and sleep CLOUDSTOWN LIGHTFALL: SONNET 7 First Line: Horse tails. Feather whips. Brush strokes. The pencil Last Line: Bow in gratitude, under this piebald sky CLOUDSTOWN LIGHTFALL: SONNET 8 First Line: Above the gym, the city of potatoes Last Line: The rain comes down into the dying garden CLOUDSTOWN LIGHTFALL: SONNET 9 First Line: Especially in daylight the town goes dreaming Last Line: Sniffing the winter sunshine in the sky DANCING IN THE DARK First Line: In an old scrub-orchard DINNER TIME First Line: Where a glass of red wine Last Line: To catch his own reflection ELEGY IN THE FORM OF AN INVITATION First Line: Early spring in ohio. Lines ELEGY LACKING IN GRACE First Line: Grief swings on its big hinge Last Line: The shutter bangs in the wind EXCEPTIONS TO THE RULE First Line: Baboons were preening, and the sun was setting Last Line: For each remembering, there's also a forgetting FOUR GHAZALS ON SHAKESPEAREAN THEMES: 1. EATING THE SPRING First Line: I said I had an urge to greet the spring Last Line: Majestic, heady...And discreet: the spring FOUR GHAZALS ON SHAKESPEAREAN THEMES: 2. FOR A SMALL FLOWER First Line: The marriage of true minds? Oh, let me not Last Line: Blue, this handy flower, this forget-me-not FOUR GHAZALS ON SHAKESPEAREAN THEMES: 3. CLEOPATRA ASKS FOR MUSIC First Line: Give me some music...Moody food of us Last Line: Not shy-nature makes moody food of us FOUR GHAZALS ON SHAKESPEAREAN THEMES: 4. LOVE'S BEST HABIT First Line: When my love swears that she is made of truth Last Line: I'm an apprentice at the trade of truth FOUR SONGS ON A BONE FLUTE: 1. SUMMER First Line: This sprig of basil Last Line: For making a silence FOUR SONGS ON A BONE FLUTE: 2. FALL First Line: Wild poets of the north' Last Line: Beaten, ready for winter FOUR SONGS ON A BONE FLUTE: 3. WINTER First Line: Part of you slept Last Line: Wearing it %shedding it FOUR SONGS ON A BONE FLUTE: 4. SPRING First Line: Mexico-we had climbed Last Line: Light from a very old source HOMAGE TO WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS First Line: Where I park %the grass today Last Line: Wild with %wanting to live HOUSE WAS QUIET ON A WINTER AFTERNOON First Line: Someone was reading in the back Last Line: On which the sun shone brilliantly I DID SAY MIRAMAR, DIDN'T I? First Line: There in the old hotel Last Line: Listening to football matches JULY MORNING VISION First Line: Did nobody else at the funeral see Last Line: On the horizon, lightning lashes the sea LANDSCAPE WITH BEES First Line: Another morning on this mountain Last Line: And goat-footed sunlight LANDSCAPE WITH DISAPPEARING POET First Line: Global silence %in this village Last Line: A little bit %to his liking LANDSCAPE WITH GRIEF TRAIN First Line: Such a huge locomotive, the grief train Last Line: Its smoke, which is pungent and cold LANDSCAPE WITH WOLVES First Line: All that summer they could hear the wolves Last Line: Just as if time was a totally different story LESSONS IN METAPHYSICS First Line: The stepladder lies on its side Last Line: Until there's no you and no it LIGHT COLLECTOR First Line: Slept all day, %woke up at dusk Last Line: Drenches the world LIGHT SNOW First Line: Light breaks, the welshman said Subject(s): Thomas, Dylan (1914-1953) LULLABY FOR THE ELDERLY First Line: Under the hum and whir of night, under the covers, deep in the Last Line: To the edge of the woods and let you go in on your own MIDWESTERN FAMILIES First Line: Rummaging through drawers for socks and underwear Last Line: Over fields of mesmerized wheat MOON-GLOBE First Line: This small tin model of the moon MY FATHER AT NINETY-FOUR First Line: When you have gone away for good Last Line: As daylight goes on its rest MY MOTHER AT EIGHTY-EIGHT First Line: Shrunken like an old sweet apple Last Line: Tossing around in its depths? NINE DEATHS, SELS. NOTES FROM THE PROVINCES First Line: Something about that music Last Line: A few fresh herbs from your garden? OCTOBER'S STEM AND HEADPIECE First Line: I've carved this pumpkin with a moonslice grin Last Line: As pinprick after pinprick fills the sky OMAHA DANCES: 1. THE LIGHT FANTASTIC First Line: At the brick presbyterian Last Line: Middle-class midwest blues OMAHA DANCES: 2. PEONY PARK: DANCING UNDER THE STARS First Line: After the last drunks Last Line: Sleepy and headed home PHENOMENOLOGY FOR DUMMIES First Line: The blue lips of the sheriff Last Line: Waiting for coffee and dawn POEM FOR ADLAI STEVENSON AND YELLOW JACKETS First Line: It's summer, 1956, in maine, a camp resort Last Line: Nothing like what I thought PORTABLE EARTH LAMP First Line: The planet on the desk, illuminated globe SNOW BIRD First Line: Not a bird made of snow, but the snow itself- %snow is a bird Last Line: Making the clouds its perch, the sweep and stitch, %the glare-hush THAT SPRING First Line: The river was fast Last Line: The solo of a solo of a solo TO HALLEY'S COMET First Line: Thumbsmear, figment, dust-and-ice-ball portent TOOL TALK First Line: Put tip of pot through loop. Pull tight TWO MOMENTS IN ITALY: 1. THE EMPIRE OF ICE CREAM First Line: Around midnight on a summer evening Last Line: Served by the most patient man %I've ever seen TWO MOMENTS IN ITALY: 2. LL MIGLIOR LADRO First Line: I mentioned %that I'd like to come back Last Line: Charles is looking up at me, %shading his eyes! TWO TRIPS TO IRELAND First Line: Well-eye, gazing at daytime stars Last Line: By a man so trapped in time Subject(s): Hotels; Ireland; Roads; Travel WIND, RAIN, LIGHT First Line: The drooling roof of an old barn overhead Last Line: No longer needing to know %what anything means |
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