Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ISEULT AND THE BADGER, by ROBERT BLY Poet's Biography First Line: The ink we use to write seeps in through our fingers Last Line: We are porous to the piled leaves on the ground Subject(s): Animals; Badgers; Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
View Poem Text | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...ANCIENT HISTORY, UNDYING LOVE by MICHAEL S. HARPER ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB |
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