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Author: GRENNAN, EAMON
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Grennan, Eamon    Poet's Biography
360 poems available by this author


18/3/96       
First Line: The mourning doves are back and each sunny afternoon
Last Line: Only they know the name of and repeat over and over


A FEW LAST LINES OF LAUNDRY    Poem Text    
First Line: This ragged shining
Subject(s): Laundry & Laundering


A GENTLE ART    Poem Text    
First Line: I've been learning how to light a fire
Subject(s): Growth; Maturity


ACCIDENTS       
First Line: Two in one day show the cold depths
Last Line: Over the open field where the mines are lying


AFTE A DEATH, A WALK IN THE COUNTRY       
First Line: No comfort for the saddness of calves, a whole field
Last Line: How the air grows dark, darker, and the tree glows


AFTER VIOLENCE    Poem Text    
First Line: Stained-glass blue day. But smoke after a noise
Subject(s): War


AFTER-IMAGE       
First Line: Little glimmer of breasts. Someone %asleep behind them but only a moment
Last Line: And blew every last trace, maybe, away


AGNOSTIC SMOKE       
First Line: Open daisies in the grass, stars in the sky, that half-barrel
Last Line: With leaf-light: countless its way of being, being like that


ALL CLEAR       
First Line: Lunging against one another, the roof-edges
Last Line: In which random fragments of our world %are for a mindless moment orderly and shining


ALL SOULS' MORNING       
First Line: Rain splatting wet leaves; citrine light; the cat
Last Line: Clattering to the kitchen for breakfast. The house quickens


ALLI DYING    Poem Text    
First Line: Shifts from one patch of shadow to another
Subject(s): Cats; Death - Animals


ALLI DYING       
First Line: Shifts from one patch of shadow to another
Last Line: Saying it all, all over again


ANGEL LOOKING AWAY       
First Line: Somewhere they are throwing
Last Line: Not to lose its tongue


ANOTHER DAY       
First Line: Morning still pitch-dark at seven, then light starts
Last Line: The threads holding us together, everything in question
Subject(s): Day; Life


ANOTHER DEAD MOTH    Poem Text    
First Line: On the kitchen tiles another dead moth.
Subject(s): Moths


ANTS       
First Line: A black one drags the faded remains of a moth
Last Line: Adjust to one another, and without question


ARMAGEDDON AUTUMN       
First Line: Wherever you walk
Last Line: Though we've seen the light


ART       
First Line: The whole chorus saying only one thing: look
Last Line: A painter, old, is leaning slightly to the right or left


ARTE POVERA    Poem Text    
First Line: Like a poem by stevens (his latest manner)
Subject(s): Vermeer, Jan (1632-1675); Stevens, Wallace (1879-1955); Headstones


ARTE POVERA       
First Line: Like a poem by stevens (his latest manner)
Last Line: And the sad moustache of wallace stevens


ARTIST AT WORK       
First Line: On slow wings the marsh hawk is patrolling
Last Line: And sure of itself only a minute ago in the sheltering grass


AT A TURN IN THE ROAD       
First Line: Lapis iazuli, gold and cochineal: %you move through collapsed barns
Last Line: The smell of what's cooking %when you come in again from the cold


AT HOME IN WINTER    Poem Text    
First Line: We sit across from one another
Subject(s): Family Life; Relatives


AT HOME IN WINTER       
First Line: We sit across from one another
Last Line: Still steaming, and say %in no time now we'll sit and eat


AT MY SISTER'S FLAT IN LONDON       
First Line: Decent the white flowers on the table
Last Line: Keeping their hearts up, in every weather


AT THE FALLS       
First Line: Although the lilacs after all that rain have all
Last Line: We belong, saying nothing stays


AUBADE       
First Line: Walking renvyle strand at sun-up, I see a gull that's
Last Line: This day keeps coming on, we meet, we disappear


BACK THEY SPUTTER    Poem Text    
First Line: Back they sputter like the fires of love, the bees to their broken home
Subject(s): Bees; Beekeeping


BAT       
First Line: With no warning, and only the slightest whishing sound
Last Line: With no warning, the window, open


BEACH HAVEN       
First Line: Hiss and spread of a big wave on sand: salt water bubbling and
Last Line: Of life-almost, beside the inhuman ocean they negotiate, almost our kind


BEDROOM FLOWER       
First Line: It has blossomed overnight, this yellow iris
Last Line: Kinked, and shivering, when my breath hits it


BEHOLDING THE HARE    Poem Text    
First Line: In the gale that's trying to take the roof off this small house
Subject(s): Rabbits; Hares


BEHOLDING THE HARE       
First Line: In the gale that's trying to take the roof off this small house
Last Line: Self. Not, that is, one of us: soul-searching in our skin of reason


BIRTHDAY WALK WITH FATHER       
First Line: Eighty-one you'd have been, given the fine day
Last Line: Minding every concentrated precious step


BITE       
First Line: Sometime in the night


BONNARD'S REFLECTION       
First Line: His bedrooms reek of sex and melancholy
Last Line: They know to the flowers on the dawn curtain


BONNARD, DAYDREAMING       
First Line: Setting off without prologue or blessing
Last Line: These whispers, pencil-thin, we live in


BORDER CROSSING       
First Line: A twist in the season, a slight stir in the crabapple tree
Last Line: By only fields of snow: no map, all the signposts blanked over


BORDER INCIDENT       
First Line: Near dawn the clear sky is one
Last Line: Shivering, the shock of bells


BRANCHWATER: FLOWERING BRANCH       
First Line: You'd sail full tilt into my mornings
Last Line: This %dead sea thirst; a clean pair of heels


BRANCHWATER: FULL SAIL       
First Line: The city spread its blue room of toys
Last Line: Butterflies, they skim the very %brink of water, courting disaster


BREAKFAST ROOM       
First Line: The words have always stirred a sudden
Last Line: Edging into shape, about to happen


BREAKING POINTS       
First Line: They'll all break at some point
Last Line: A pattern of solid purposes or the end of joy


BREATHING       
First Line: Out in the overgrown garden. I'm bashing with a slash-hook
Last Line: Get on with the day, and finish the job I'd started


BRIDGE       
First Line: High up in the clear between the paling half-moon and the lake
Last Line: In shadow, the white snags of his breath catching at branches


BUBBLES       
First Line: We are -- not forever but the moment
Last Line: Marking, as they go dark, our little time


BUT SO       
First Line: Haze for days. Eye useless. Rowanberries darkening to brown. Birds
Last Line: White of a dress and its bone-colored buttons, two arms stretching, %sleeveless, out of it


BY THE HUDSON       
First Line: My dear, in the dead of winter
Last Line: In which our life and death lie wintering


BYE AND BYE       
First Line: Life isn't like that (certain and foursquare), he said, it slips by. Bye and
Last Line: How the rain erases lake and mountain, claiming also the space between the %trees


CAT SCAT    Poem Text    
First Line: I am watching cleo listening, our cat
Last Line: Does , or can, the cat
Subject(s): Cats; Music & Musicians


CAVALIER AND SMILING GIRL       
First Line: The old world geography
Last Line: Making light of her life


CAVE AND AWAKENING       
First Line: Stoneclad cold damp silence
Last Line: And wickedness had never happened


CAVE PAINTERS       
First Line: Holding only a handful of rushlight
Last Line: That is now here - leave something upright %and bright behind thm in the dark


CHANGE OF LIGHT IN PROVINCETOWN       
First Line: The light of day today says winter in its every wave
Last Line: The body knows by heart: no words to it; soul music


CIRCLINGS       
First Line: The little electric hum of her nerves
Last Line: Through rings and widening rings %of light


CIRCLNGS, SELS.       


CLOSER LOOK       
First Line: Simply that I'm sick of our wars and
Last Line: Ooze, then the solid lie of things, then fire, %a further twist, begin again. Making do


CLOUD       
First Line: There comes in middle life a moment
Last Line: Bright life and shade, going over


COLD MORNING    Poem Text    
First Line: Through an accidental crack in the curtain
Subject(s): Cold


COLOUR SHOT       
First Line: Outside a south african shanty
Last Line: Some savaging grace to flourish %in the open eye of heaven


COMET       
First Line: Millions of miles above this road, this house
Last Line: And every other light in the sky


COMING DAY       
First Line: Up as usual in the dark


COMMON THEME       
First Line: I know nothing
Last Line: When one, as he did, takes his leave


COMPASS READING (1)       
First Line: The solid weights and shapes of anchors
Last Line: For all her satisfactions - %be appeased


COMPASS READING (2)       
First Line: This morning the cat pawed up
Last Line: Who will -- for all her satisfactions %not be appeased


CONJUNCTIONS       
First Line: In the cold dome of the college observatory
Last Line: In the brief blaze of my headlights %just like that - and still running
Subject(s): Constellations


CONVALESCENT       
First Line: Beyond the raw field of wounds another room
Last Line: Her breath, and the music it's making, last


COULD THIS BE IT?       
First Line: Transfiguration. Consider it from where you stand
Last Line: You walk on into woodshade, flapping mosquitoes away


COUPLE       
First Line: He is hearing out the crickets
Last Line: Livid taste in their heart


COUPLE ON PARK BENCH       
First Line: Back to back on a flat stone bench
Last Line: Italian leather jerking like a live thing


COWS       
First Line: They lay great heads on the green bank
Last Line: We all walk across %one step at a time, and stand on


CURRENT EVENTS       
First Line: Smoke and sudden flares. Day fleet as a scent
Last Line: And the sea in the distance-all the sudden shiny grind of it


CYCLE OF THIER LIVES       
First Line: All day, now that summer's come, the children
Last Line: High reaches of the evening sky


DATE       
First Line: On this last day of april
Last Line: Through its own punctual force %and fine timing


DAUGHTER AND DYING FISH       
First Line: Cast out on this stone pier, the dogfish are dying
Last Line: A cheerful small voice %still singing


DAUGHTER LYING AWAKE       
First Line: Absence takes me heartsick
Last Line: I try to sleep


DAUGHTER WAITING FOR SCHOOL BUS       
First Line: She balances the frosty morning
Last Line: She returns it as music, dancing


DAWN NEAR GURTEEN       
First Line: A hawk glides out of sight soon as I see it and
Last Line: As I am, abroad footloose in a burst of morning


DAY AND NIGHT       
First Line: When the shadow has eaten its way
Last Line: Come on: there are faces at the night windows


DAY'S WORK       
First Line: Bent over in the stone garden
Last Line: To look at one another


DECEMBER DUST       
First Line: See what the dust does when the sun-just risen for its last lap-raddles it
Last Line: Strikes home the way the dust does-leaving him deaf, dumb, blind, bedazzled


DESIGN       
First Line: Such neat designs the seed-sheaths have
Last Line: And are gone in a blink, like the smell of burning


DESIRE       
First Line: It's the way they can't understand the window
Last Line: Electric fury to what's impossible, will not change


DETAIL    Poem Text    
Subject(s): Poetry & Poets; Robins


DIAGNOSIS       
First Line: To be touched like that
Last Line: In the friendly %realm of shadows


DINNER HOUR, DECEMBER       
First Line: In little dark-ringed frames of light
Last Line: In water, haloes of hair, hands flying


DIVING       
First Line: When the pale flame of the chaffinch
Last Line: Of sliced peaches, each asking %whose mouth this is


DOG    Poem Text    
First Line: When I walk downhill, a stranger, into town
Subject(s): Dogs


DOG       
First Line: When I walk downhill, a stranger, into town
Last Line: --like the creatures of habit and habitat we are-- %retreat to our secret lives, glancing away


DRIVING NORTH, EARLY SPRING       
First Line: It looks as if nothing could be the same
Last Line: Where a grove of ravaged aspens, growing the color of %luminous sand, stand shivering, coming into l


DRIVING THROUGH FOG       
First Line: They are acrobats of indiscretion, her palm folded
Last Line: Her lost face burning %up from underground: at this speed he cannot turn


DRIVING THROUGH FOG       
First Line: Who are these
Last Line: At this speed %he cannot turn


EARLY LEARNING       
First Line: Shackled to its blackness
Last Line: Snapping her two eyes shut %when the full light blinds her


EGG       
First Line: Phantom violets out of season and green locust leaves and the off-key squawking
Last Line: Of egg-white oiling across the frying-pan, the sunflower -yellow sun itself its centre


ENCOUNTER    Poem Text    
First Line: The lake that was caked ice is ice no more
Last Line: Bands closing them) lie, like matching rings
Subject(s): Hunting; Lakes; Hunters; Pools; Ponds


ENCOUNTER       
First Line: The lake that was caked ice is ice no more
Last Line: Closing top and bottom - lie like matching rings
Subject(s): Hunting; Lakes


END OF WINTER       
First Line: I spent the morning my father died
Last Line: In every corner of the living room


ENDANGERED SPECIES    Poem Text    
First Line: Out the living-room window
Subject(s): Children; Birth; Childhood; Child Birth; Midwifery


ENDANGERED SPECIES       
First Line: Out the living-room window
Last Line: The purple and scarlet parts %of a fuchsia bell. And her eyes are on fire


ENOUGH       
First Line: First thing I saw near dawn on the road to the dunes this morning
Last Line: Of his absence: the smell of him, his neat prints filling with sand


EOS       
First Line: Silence. Then the clap of her hands
Last Line: One small shadow sleeping in her arms


EPIPHANY       
First Line: While you're gazing in the mirror all the names change
Last Line: Matter-of-fact congregation of crows comes tumbling


EROSION    Poem Text    
First Line: What the sea does - coming, going - is the mole beneath the seeming solid earth
Subject(s): Sea; Ocean


EROSION       
First Line: What the sea does-coming, going-is mole beneath the
Last Line: Loud clamourtongue, which the rock you stood on plunges into, %dumbing it


EYE TROUBLE    Poem Text    
First Line: Not clear exactly what to do now to clear the eye
Subject(s): Eyes


FACTS OF LIFE, BALLYMONEY       
First Line: I would like to let things be
Last Line: Me looking out at the rain


FAITH, HOPE, AND DANGER       
First Line: A small brown and gold moth
Last Line: Dear distraction %from the main business


FALL       
First Line: On a still morning, the shallow pond
Last Line: Savour of honey in the empty mouth


FALLING ASLEEP       
First Line: Always uncertain navigation: the odd glimmer
Last Line: The filling for a fresh-made grave


FAMILY SKETCHES       
First Line: Forty years from the living room window
Last Line: Wide-eyed in the night


FATHER IN FRONT OF A PICTURE       
First Line: Wermeer's girl leans he sleeping head
Last Line: And with their own eyes find me, large as life


FENCEPOSTS       
First Line: Inside each of these old fenceposts
Last Line: To an order of sorts, showing us how to be at home %and useful in adversity, and weather it


FEW LAST LINES OF LAUNDRY       
First Line: This ragged shining, %these embodied nothings
Last Line: Washed and stretched %to the very limit, %almost touching one another


FIREFLY       
First Line: On my last night in the country, a firefly
Last Line: Of our specific music, and to the silence %that contains it as the dark contains the light


FIRST OF MAY       
First Line: A blaze of magnolia blossoms
Last Line: And your own struck heart at sea, astir


FOR THE RECORD       
First Line: After six unsparing days of storm
Last Line: Dry, a little on the cool side


FORT       
First Line: It was a kind of igloo
Last Line: We wanted to watch them live there


FOUR DEER       
First Line: Four deer lift up their lovely heads to me
Last Line: Under the clean magnesium burn of a first star


FROM THE PLANE WINDOW       
First Line: Easy to see there's no living out there
Last Line: Of crushed sea salt, and nothing to be forgiven


FROM THE ROAD    Poem Text    
First Line: What stops me is the big indifference
Subject(s): Automobiles; Travel; Cars; Journeys; Trips


FROM YOUR WINDOW       
First Line: A figuring of pigeons
Last Line: Precarious, just in touch


FUTILITY OF WISHING       
First Line: I have wanted to be a child again
Last Line: Breaking the great silence


GEESE, GOING       
First Line: Curious how the geese behave, slapping great light-catching
Last Line: As a harbour would be-dun laoghaire years ago, or cobh- %with cries of departure?


GENTLE ART       
First Line: I've been learning how to light a fire
Last Line: Like a child grown up, growing strange
Subject(s): Growth; Maturity


GHOSTS       
First Line: One by one, in a fringe of frayed light
Last Line: Slows down light, and shakes it out as rain


GIFTS IN JANUARY       
First Line: The sound of one foot crunching dead grass on the way to the %lake
Last Line: That 'quenches thirst, removes obstructions,' bitter in the %mouth
Subject(s): January


GLASSHOUSE AND PRAYER       
First Line: In from the torrents of belfast rain
Last Line: A scented common tongue to one another


GLIMPSES       
First Line: His morning-after in the bathroom
Last Line: His own breath enter the world %coming up to me


HAPPENING       
First Line: It almost always happens by accident, never when you're tense
Last Line: Shaking where the hawk went keen and headlong into it


HEADLINES       
First Line: I knock on the tree. It opens into
Last Line: Back to her window, how could it be?


HEIRLOOM       
First Line: Among a few small objects I've taken from my mother's house
Last Line: My own left shoulder, keeping at bay and safe the darker shades


HER POEMS       
First Line: From behind the blank door of the room
Last Line: Breathing: the page speaks back to her
Subject(s): Poetry And Poets; Women


HIEROGLYPHIC    Poem Text    
First Line: Bent over his time-polished pitchfork
Subject(s): Sycamore Trees; Time


HIEROGLYPHIC       
First Line: Mid-february. Our first redwing blackbird
Last Line: Clear, and know a whole civilization lies %sleeping beneath their feet


HIEROGLYPHIC       
First Line: Bent over his time-polished pitchfork, tommy %joyce-who's turning hay
Last Line: His incendiary yellow-ringed eye running rings out %to the rings of saturn


HOMELIGHT       
First Line: Six or so this january morning
Last Line: At you framed there, there where we live %in this brief-lit,but lit, ring of winter


HORSES       
First Line: Although they seldom muscled above me
Last Line: How to be, increasingly, in the world


HOUSE       
First Line: Near the junction of two small roads
Last Line: Raving firelights when the sun goes under


HOUSE WORK       
First Line: Risking a little change. Next thing you're up to your knees in mud
Last Line: Air is blue ice and rides in on light shoulders, brightening the place


HOUSEPLANTS IN WINTER    Poem Text    
First Line: Their survival seems an open question
Subject(s): Plants; Planting; Planters


HOUSEPLANTS IN WINTER       
First Line: Their survival seems open to question
Last Line: Visitations of winter light that cast our %impeccable shadows on your razed page


HOWTH, JANUARY 1991       
First Line: Out here on this tip of the peninsula
Last Line: Creeping in silence before the breeze


I LIE AWAKE EACH MORNING WATCHING LIGHT       
First Line: Grow inch by inch in the bedroom and beyond the window
Last Line: Fishing boat take to the open sea, one lamp blazing at mast top


IN FLIGHT       
First Line: If you speak above a whisper, the dogs will bark, discovering
Last Line: You make your mind up, searching for the right map


IN LATE FEBRUARY       
First Line: As when the siege of some great city lifts
Last Line: But for its persistent, pursue-me! Music


IN THE DUNES       
First Line: When you close your eyes in such a silence, death
Last Line: And that dry whisper as the sand in sleep keeps shifting
Subject(s): Death; Dunes; Sleep


IN THE KNOWN WORLD    Poem Text    
First Line: Did the heron I saw swimming in the small pond by the highway
Subject(s): Animals; Nature


IN THE NATIONAL GALLERY, LONDON       
First Line: These dutchmen are in certain touch
Last Line: In the cold, making no bones of it


IN WINTER: THREE WOMEN       
First Line: One meets you on the run
Last Line: For us to breathe in %warmly, of light, of shade


INCIDENT    Poem Text    
First Line: Mid-october, massachusetts. We drive
Subject(s): Lobsters; Death; Food & Eating; Dead, The


INCIDENT       
First Line: Mid-october, massachusetts. We drive
Last Line: And off, like a flash, across the rueful stars


INVENTORY       
First Line: To lay claim to something even %this old half-barrel with its
Last Line: Lie down under the hand of light %itself and are settled by it


ITINERARY       
First Line: Feel a passion for invisibility, be a fly on the wall
Last Line: Must travel at the speed of light, not looking back


JAMES WRIGHT, 1927-1980       
First Line: It is the supple conjunction of two
Last Line: You step away %to the heart of the light


JEWEL BOX    Poem Text    
First Line: Your jewel box of white balsa strips
Subject(s): Jewelry; Marital Love


JEWEL BOX       
First Line: Your jewel box of white balsa strips
Last Line: Out to the fogbound street, you light my way


JOURNEY       
First Line: Get the word and go
Last Line: This firstborn voice to say %the word, any word, and let her go


KILLING THE BEES       
First Line: They'd been there for years, secreted in the ceiling
Subject(s): Bees; Insects; Beekeeping; Bugs


KITCHEN VISION       
First Line: Here in the kitchen, making breakfast
Last Line: That's just starting to sing, %its hot breath steaming


LAKE, EARLY MORNING       
First Line: Necks stretched, three ducks come winging: you hear
Last Line: And bound for salt, homecoming, its own sweet loss


LAPWINGS IN JANUARY       
First Line: The strand is winter skin and bone, the blown sand
Last Line: Till they catch light, backs a gleaming coppery green


LAUNDROMAT       
First Line: In the dryer, shaken sleepers
Last Line: In a plastic yellow basket %barred as any cage


LEASH       
First Line: Here on a short leash, I study in silence
Last Line: And so on as long as I listen


LEAVING THE GARDEN    Poem Text    
First Line: Time to remember again
Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening; Fathers


LEAVING THE GARDEN       
First Line: Time to remember again
Last Line: What the days do, coming and going


LESSON       
First Line: The needles he's using
Last Line: Her eyes from the task, and the silent %strict sisters do not lift theirs


LEVITATIONS       
First Line: Airborne as they are, his lovers are solid as we are
Last Line: To stay in the one place, still as we are, and go on holding


LIBERAL LEARNING       
First Line: She begins by naming the animals
Last Line: Solid shadow standing on %a branch of sunlight in her own %growinng, ungatherable world


LIFE       
First Line: All the way home, salmon follow their noses
Last Line: That last lost succulence of theirs with your fork


LIZARDS IN SARDINIA       
First Line: I miss our lizards. The one who watched us
Last Line: Leaves against the window, our new world %steadying around us, its weather settled


LOVE BITES       
First Line: As if they'd been walking in their sleep
Last Line: As if we were creatures of hope after all


LUNCH-BREAK ON THE EDGE OF TOWN       
First Line: Overhead, a mile up from where we share
Last Line: Gone, then drive in silence past the first houses


LYING LOW       
First Line: The dead rabbit's
Last Line: Of his ribs, the radiant %open house of his heart


MAKESENSE    Poem Text    
First Line: Vermont, he says, seen from an eminence,


MAN MAKING THE BED       
First Line: Psalm after psalm into a dead sea of silence: they invent
Last Line: Or the future with red eyes whispering to rouse them


MARCH       
First Line: Spare, stripped down, glows
Last Line: And all its shadows break to shine


MARGINAL       
First Line: I feel I've been carrying my heart around
Last Line: Sweet water, taking the tongue out of my head


MARTHA'S VINEYARD IN OCTOBER       
First Line: Noisy all morning under downpouring rain
Last Line: The ground give way, that felt solid where they stood


MEMENTO    Poem Text    
First Line: Scattered through the ragtaggle underbrush starting to show green shoots
Subject(s): Time


MEN ROOFING; FOR SEAMUS HEANEY       
First Line: Bright burnished day, they are laying fresh roof down
Last Line: Heart of their mystery; and they ply, they intercede


MINGLED YARN       
First Line: Cut to the bone, they kiss at the door. Lips
Last Line: Out to catch a splash, a splash of it, this light


MOMENT    Poem Text    
First Line: Two small white butterflies settle
Last Line: In tune with things, staining the day
Subject(s): Butterflies; Insects; Bugs


MOMENT       
First Line: Two small white butterflies settle
Last Line: In tune with things, staining the day
Subject(s): Butterflies; Insects


MORNING, LOOKING OUT       
First Line: Across the canal a woman in grey leans out
Last Line: Over the bleached green water


MORNING: THE TWENTY-SECOND OF MARCH       
First Line: All the green things in the house
Last Line: To the nameless radiant vacancy at the window, %this stillness in which we go on happening


MOTHER AND CHILD       
First Line: She forms a warm nest for him
Last Line: Slowly, like loving hands


MOVING       
First Line: She is moving
Last Line: And then %set out to find her


MUSE, MAYBE       
First Line: You are never at home with her
Last Line: You've made such promises before


MUSHROOM-PICKING IN THE OLD WORLD       
First Line: Remember the soft morning: moist, pulpy, odorous
Last Line: Your mother will string them, big beads, to wrinkle dry


MUSICAL INTERLUDE       
First Line: Cragflower. Music of the sea. %the flower still standing
Last Line: Winged thing singing in the thick of hedges


NATURE OF AMERICA       
First Line: Things are getting out of hand. Mornings
Last Line: In a dervish of roots, leaves, abandoned blossom


NAVIGATION       
First Line: You navigate as you can each day's agitation
Last Line: Which once we took our homebound bearings by


NEIGHBOUR       
First Line: Braces over one shoulder; sweat-stained tweed cap
Last Line: I get of him lead me where the word soul might seem %second nature. Things adding up. Nothing left o


NEW HAMPSHIRE PASTORAL       
First Line: Tidal the light and shade that floods and ebbs from the wide
Last Line: At the sight: this wingless thing down here squinting up at them
Subject(s): New Hampshire


NIGHT    Poem Text    
Subject(s): Night; Bedtime


NIGHT BY THE HARBOR       
First Line: Orion overhead and the coal-black water
Last Line: And at the top speed, sweeping the solid land away


NIGHT DRIVING IN THE DESERT       
First Line: Move fluent as water
Last Line: My heart is beating wildly, wildly for days


NIGHT FIGURE       
First Line: She hovers over the ache of thresholds: that brass
Last Line: Of wardrobes, down the sheer drop of sleep


NIGHT OF KATE'S BIRTHDAY       
First Line: What I heard the other night zipping an electric hem on the long
Last Line: Dark eyes which I can still see, when I meet you off trains, %lighting on me


NIGHT VISITOR       
First Line: Was it my earlier kindness - calling her


NIGHT-PIECE       
First Line: What's that scratching
Last Line: In sleep. Night creeps by.
Subject(s): Montague, John (b. 1929); Night; Sleep; Bedtime


OASIS       
First Line: To enter this cool space
Last Line: The one good word


ON A CAPE MAY WARBLER WHO FLEW AGAINS MY WINDOW       
First Line: She's stopped in her southern tracks
Last Line: Ghosts come nest in my branches


ON A CAPE MAY WARBLER WHO FLEW AGAINST MY WINDOW    Poem Text    
First Line: She's stopped in her southern tracks
Last Line: Ghosts come nest in my branches
Subject(s): Birds; Death – Animals; Children; Burial; Parents


ON FIRE       
First Line: How hungrily the wood, grown light with weathering
Last Line: Of matter, catching fire at the fire we make of our lives


ONA 3-1/2 OZ. LESSER YELLOWLEGS, DEPARTED BOSTON AUGUST 28       
First Line: Little brother, would I could
Last Line: The sea-grapes plump and darken


ONE MORNING    Poem Text     Recitation
First Line: Looking for distinctive stones, I found the dead otter


ONE MORNING       
First Line: Looking for distinctive stones, I found the dead otter
Last Line: All seemed at peace. I could feel the sun coming off the water


ONE MORNING DURING THE ELECTIONS       
First Line: In the washed lucidity of the hill
Last Line: Out of the clouds, stand on the water, on the stony hills


OUT THERE       
First Line: Coming through the iron gate
Last Line: The restless world he's been given %step by self-possessing step, %negotiating the cold season


OUTING       
First Line: Granted the atlantic between us, I can only imagine
Last Line: Lifts and settles, and lifts, and settles


PAPYRUS    Poem Text    
First Line: Acorn-brown, the girl's new nipples
Subject(s): Growth; Women


PAPYRUS       
First Line: Acorn-brown, the girl's new nipples
Last Line: Shrouded in the daylight he keeps breaking
Subject(s): Growth; Women


PASSING COLD SPRING STATION       
First Line: What you see is there's no second time
Last Line: You, going, to leave them go


PATIENCE IN RENVYLE       
First Line: These brown cows colour the path
Last Line: Cuts between them like a knife


PAUSE       
First Line: The weird containing stillness of the neighbourhood
Last Line: Of your child's winter clothes on the hall floor


PHOENIX ME THIS BY MOONFALL       
First Line: As if the season were a phoenix nest heavy with gums and spices, all things
Last Line: In the raw: free-falling through cloudcaps; only one long night flight ahead of %you


PIECES OF KATE       
First Line: Her whole body flowing
Last Line: Sing, love, sing your heart out!


PLACE       
First Line: First morning back, there's a faint cap of cloud
Last Line: And the sunny morning be sheer heaven to him


POEM PARTLY STOLEN FROM MONTALE       
First Line: Insomnia, you say, is good for me. Unloved by sleep, I fly wide-eyed
Last Line: Out there the world, its wildflash mirages. The room sick with waiting


PORRIDGE       
First Line: While you're cooking breakfast
Last Line: To join you, my head swimming


POTATOES       
First Line: Neglected for days, for weeks
Last Line: Have started to turn, growing shorter
Subject(s): Food Habits; Potatoes


PROVINCETOWN SURPRISE       
First Line: There are mornings you feel moght never die
Last Line: On wings, uptilted, of meerschaum and frittered light


PUTTING ON RINGS       
First Line: My mother looking at her hands
Last Line: The ring is the very temperature %your blood is
Subject(s): Hands; Jewelry And Jewelers


RAEBURN'S SKATER       
First Line: I want his delicate balance, his
Last Line: The fixed stars hold him fast


RAKING       
First Line: There is this curious joy cleaning fallen leaves from the grass
Last Line: Inside this silence where I tidy things, dreamily, towards sleep


READING BECKETT IN OCTOBER    Poem Text    
First Line: Great blaze the trees put on: maple, dogwood, birch, oak, beech,
Subject(s): Beckett, Samuel (1906-1989)


RENVYLE WALK AFTER RAIN       
First Line: Ditches brimming, spilling into the road, water
Last Line: Its towntonn mouth-music drowning everything


REPORT FROM THE FRONT       
First Line: Roused from that sweet domestic sleep
Last Line: When the crazy door bangs on broken hinges


REPORTS FROM THE FRONT       
First Line: The cows spread slow unreadable ideograms


RESOLUTION    Poem Text    
First Line: Since life is like a burning house, what can he make
Subject(s): Life


RIGHTS       
First Line: He has every right to name her
Last Line: She bows and balances and spins on


ROBIN       
First Line: What is there to say about the small bird
Last Line: Flying out to meet you as you go in


ROCK BOTTOM    Poem Text    
First Line: So this is what it comes down to in the end: earth and sand


ROCK BOTTOM       
First Line: So this is what it comes down to the end: earth and sand
Last Line: To how things were once, but to go on ending and ending here


ROOM AND SUN       
First Line: When the sun comes directly in this window


ROUGH ART       
First Line: An old rosebush you planted
Last Line: The whole neighborhood, drifting away


SEA DOG       
First Line: The sea has scrubbed him clean


SETTING OFF       
First Line: The houses bone white, fire ochre, aquamarine
Last Line: Of a future trembling between hemlock needles


SHARD    Poem Text    
First Line: After the ravages that took the bees by storm
Variant Title(s): Last Drop
Subject(s): Bees; Honey; Insects; Beekeeping; Bugs


SHED       
First Line: You wouldn't know it had been there at all, ever
Last Line: The metal ghost of the roof, springing into the dark


SHOCK WAVES       
First Line: Sunflower seeds, stone walls, eyes in hiding, phantasmagoria
Last Line: With longing, the hard clear stars saying the way
Subject(s): Waves


SHORT STORY OF A LITTLE DEATH       
First Line: The robin lay on its back by the ditch. I took it up. It opened its eyes, moved
Last Line: Of the ash tree, flickering into the fuchsia hedge. Invisible still, the blackbird %goes on singing


SIGNIFIERS       
First Line: Although snow has wrapped the house in a quicklime bandage
Last Line: A gleam of something: not consolation exactly, but still mattering?


SIGNING SINGING       
First Line: Flashing hands, face, eyes, arms, all the upper body
Last Line: With a 'p' before it, so something there is that sings, you see
Subject(s): Hands; Language; Singing And Singers


SIGNLAND    Poem Text    
First Line: Cicadas tear the tear to flitters
Subject(s): Life; Death; Dead, The


SITTING IN A FIELD ON A WINDY DAY    Poem Text    
First Line: Surge of leaves; the grass leanng all one way
Subject(s): Fields; Wind; Pastures; Meadows; Leas


SITTING IN A FIELD ON A WINDY DAY       
First Line: Surge of leaves; the grass leaning all one way
Last Line: To what contains them. The low sun %lying on the horizon %like a great golden egg of light


SIX O'CLOCK       
First Line: Steamy mushroom weather. Under the white pines
Last Line: To peer into - exactly what? The hour that's in it


SKUNK       
First Line: Night brims with his bittersweet
Last Line: Through the dark beyond the bedroom window


SMALL MERCIES       
First Line: From where I stand I can see the chipmunk
Last Line: Turning and %touching and whispering before they go


SOMETHING AFTER ALL       
First Line: Sitting in what was my father's
Last Line: If I can believe my eyes, like new leaves


SOMEWHERE IN IRELAND       
First Line: They say the turf is moving, whole bags
Last Line: Glittering among the puzzled gulls


SONG    Poem Text    
First Line: At her junior high school graduation,
Subject(s): Singing & Singers; Songs


SONS       
First Line: My son, fifteen, is playing soccer
Last Line: Their cinnamon, coriander, stone mint


SOUL MUSIC: THE DERRY AIR       
First Line: A strong drink, hundred-year-old %snapps
Last Line: Their unquestioning green leaves seem %alive with expectation


SOURCE       
First Line: A narrow passage
Last Line: And in the distance %flute-voiced water


SPEECH       
First Line: Like learning a strange tongue
Last Line: In the hushed, unruffled %cradle of you beak


SPRING FEVER       
First Line: As though these fresh leaves were pressing
Last Line: Again with sweetness and dread
Subject(s): Spring


START OF MARCH, CONNEMARA    Poem Text    
First Line: The wind colder even than march in maine, though the same sea
Last Line: Making their mark against green gape-water, then gone
Subject(s): Absence; Connemara, Ireland; Separation; Isolation


START OF MARCH, CONNEMARA       
First Line: The wind colder even than march in maine, though the same sea
Last Line: Making their mark an instant against green gape-water, then gone
Subject(s): Absence; Connemara, Ireland


STATION       
First Line: We are saying goodbye
Last Line: And fall away again %before we're even able to name them


STATUE       
First Line: This boy is on the verge of walking
Last Line: Point of being born again, walking away


STAYING IN BED       
First Line: We lay all morning talking. The window
Last Line: Away each other's past, digesting hard facts


STILL LIFE WITH BUTTERFLIES, BREAKERS, ATLANTIC CITY    Poem Text    
First Line: Noon monarchs. Their crooked descents and ascensions
Subject(s): Butterflies


STILL LIFE WITH WASP NEST AND BIRCHES       
First Line: In locust branches beyond your window
Last Line: And all the border bittersweets of hallucination
Subject(s): Nature


STONE FLIGHT       
First Line: A piece of broken stone, granular granite, a constellation
Last Line: In the dust at a verge of meadowgrass and wild carrot
Subject(s): Erotic Love; Stones


STOP       
First Line: We slowed and pulled over beside the body
Last Line: And filling her hands for me


STREAK OF LIGHT    Poem Text    
First Line: After a party to celebrate the mid-term break
Subject(s): Youth; Admiration


STREAK OF LIGHT       
First Line: After a party to celebrate the mid-term break
Last Line: After that last glimmer is gone from my eye


STUFFED BIRDS       
First Line: They abide my tactless curiousity
Last Line: Pulses and will not stay


SUCH A STATE       
First Line: Sheep in their sooty masks, a cake of dried blood
Last Line: Extended, flapping like bats, their cracked heads %bald, blank eyes, gumfuls of broken teeth


SUMMER EVENING    Poem Text    
First Line: A spear of zinc light wounds stone and water,
Subject(s): Nature


SUMMER EVENING       
First Line: A spear of zinc light wounds stone and water
Last Line: Like zones of a map thrown on smouldering embers


SUNDAY MORNING THROUGH BINOCULARS       
First Line: Balmy as summer. It won't last
Last Line: Winking on drenched wellingtons


SUNSHINE, SALVATION, DRYING SHIRT       
First Line: Between the big window nd the lake's blind flashes
Last Line: Of the angelus bell beats round and round the valley


SURVIVOR       
First Line: Like another heart against your hand, the bee you've captured in your hankie
Last Line: As the beat of another heart tapping its morse against your hand would


SWAN IN WINTER       
First Line: There is this enormous white sleep
Last Line: Vanishing, a dead yellow locust


SWIFTS OVER DUBLIN       
First Line: Stop, look up, and welcome these artful
Last Line: Their keen, seasonal dominion


TAKING MY SON TO SCHOOL    Poem Text    
First Line: His first day. Waiting, he plays
Subject(s): Education; Schools; Students


TAKING MY SON TO SCHOOL       
First Line: His first day. Waiting, he plays
Last Line: Naked and shining, shining %in the empty garden
Subject(s): Education; Schools


THAT OCEAN       
First Line: To love the scrubbed exactitudes
Last Line: Beneath a black umbrella, behind %a bright bead curtain of rain


THE CAVE PAINTERS    Poem Text    
First Line: Holding only a handful of rushlight
Subject(s): Paintings & Painters; Primative Man


THE COMING DAY    Poem Text    
First Line: Up as usual in the dark
Subject(s): Family Life; Relatives


THE LIFE SO SHORT    Poem Text    
First Line: The wind colder even than march in maine, though the same sea
Subject(s): Life; Transience; Mortality; Birds


THEM AND US       
First Line: In the hanging gardens of fuchsia and goldenrod
Last Line: Towards the hour appointed, and away from it


THERE       
First Line: All his life, we're told, chardin struggled to overcome his lack of natural
Last Line: Only you look again, stretch your hand, dip the bristles, risk again the failing stroke


THESE NORTHERN FIELDS AT DUSK       
First Line: You'd learn to listen to the big gate
Last Line: In another light, and being seen by it


THROUGH GLASS       
First Line: The figure I see stepping up from the lake
Last Line: Where these words must stop and vainly circle


TO GRASP THE NETTLE       
First Line: Empty your hands. Shake off even the sweat
Last Line: Will not be steady and the thing will sting you


TOTEM    Poem Text    
Subject(s): Autumn; Fall


TOTEM       
First Line: All souls' over, the roast seeds eaten, I set
Last Line: On top of the wooden post: it is that empty space


TOWARDS DUSK THE PORCUPINE       
First Line: Startled to see me
Subject(s): Porcupines


TOWER HOUSE, BALLYMONEY, 1978       
First Line: It is spring and he brings me wildflowers
Last Line: And around that small family, safe for the night


TRAVELLER    Poem Text    
Subject(s): Children; Travel; Childhood; Journeys; Trips


TRAVELLER       
First Line: He's ten, travelling alone for the first time
Last Line: In the lull between storms, the brief %peace between battles, no land in sight


TREES AFTER SNOW       
First Line: In white the trees are languishing
Last Line: Are wonderful, midsummer, with birds


TRIP       
First Line: Unable to change our bodies
Last Line: Just before it's opened, tasing salt


TULLY HIGH ROAD, DUSK       
First Line: A scream breaks the stillness %of the road I walk home on
Last Line: Has wings, you catch it, blind %and glimmering as it flies


TWO CLIMBING       
First Line: After the blackface sheep, almond coats daubed
Last Line: Watching the split skull - colour of crushed almond %of washed-out barley muslin - shine


TWO FOR THE ROAD: 1. SMOKE       
First Line: As if all the clocks in the house
Last Line: For the moment in the whole sky


TWO FOR THE ROAD: 2. SHAPES       
First Line: You were reading of a people
Last Line: From which we take %our hands back, burning


TWO GATHERING       
First Line: After supper, the sun sinking fast, kate and I
Last Line: Her words, unanswered, %hanging between us as we turn to go


TWO PHOTOGRAPHS: 1       
First Line: A stretched array of tibetan prayer flages
Last Line: Until all their heart-drawn tantric syllables %are taken by the wind, in brilliant tatters


TWO PHOTOGRAPHS: 2       
First Line: Outside a south african shanty, a line of laundry
Last Line: In another fashion, its bright upright smoke %sailing on air in the open eye of heaven


TWO SNAPSHOTS FOR THE INNER EYE    Poem Text    
First Line: Glassed in all day like this I keep towelling the windows dry -


UNFINISHED       
First Line: The house next door but one to this one
Last Line: How the hard thing that happened, happened


UNNATURAL ACT       
First Line: Sudden white gape


UNTITLED    Poem Text    
First Line: Now the buried stones have risen and would almost talk
Subject(s): Gardens & Gardening; Landscape


UNTITLED    Poem Text    
First Line: When that great conflagration had finished with us, I sat in the silence of rocks
Subject(s): Birds; Landscape


UP AGAINST IT    Poem Text    
First Line: As though these fresh leaves were pressing
Last Line: Fury to what’s impossible, feeling the sting in it
Subject(s): Bees


UPHILL HOME       
First Line: Two old men under the blazing


VESPERS       
First Line: Back they flash at dusk
Last Line: Where is it? Where is it?


VESPERS: 1       
First Line: At dusk, things take on a light-life
Last Line: Cat got your tongue?


VESPERS: 2       
First Line: Untutored, the young chaffinch
Last Line: Calling: kuei ch'u. Sick for home


VESPERS: 3       
First Line: The body carries on to its own
Last Line: In a surf of rain. At eye level again


VESPERS: 4       
First Line: Time for a little dictation. Hopkins
Last Line: Surge of insurge, your boot flatters it


VIEW FROM RENVYLE       
First Line: Low cloud exactly sliced. %ridge of mweelrea
Last Line: The harbor called %beyond question, this is it


VISITATION    Poem Text    
First Line: Last night you called me out to the december dark
Subject(s): Geese


VISITING MOUNT JEROME       
First Line: After I'd touched down last summer on my parents' grave
Last Line: The outside world, her warm small hand fiercely holding


VISITORS    Poem Text    
Subject(s): Geese


VOICES       
First Line: We live in shadows and the shadows live
Last Line: To make a listener of me


WAITING ROOM       
First Line: A fox has been spotted in the back field
Last Line: It's only a matter of time, but what will happen?


WALK, NIGHT FALLING, MEMORY OF MY FATHER       
First Line: Downhill into town
Last Line: Flinging %themselves at this impossible light


WALKING FALL       
First Line: When we enter the woods off route 17
Last Line: Ahead of you through silence, a female %pheasant, unruffled,walking home alone


WALKING HOME AS THE RAIN DRAWS OFF       
First Line: Bright pools of crowded light
Last Line: Is glazed at abrupt intervals %where the wet light strikes it


WALKING TO WORK       
First Line: The trees along college avenue stand
Last Line: Like any native, under the bearing trees


WAS       
First Line: To slow things down. To remember exactly. What a tongue was
Last Line: Not your case, certain with each slow motion that what was just was


WATCH    Poem Text     Recitation by Author
First Line: Watching it closely, respecting its mystery,
Subject(s): Bees; Sycamore Trees; Conduct Of Life; Beekeeping


WEATHER       
First Line: After three or four days of persistent rain
Last Line: Its own sure silence round your lives


WET MORNING, CLAREVILLE ROAD       
First Line: Under morning greys of rain the roses
Last Line: And, like a quick kiss, vanishes


WHAT DOESN'T HAPPEN       
First Line: Would you have raised your head and opened your eyes
Last Line: Running in place as usual, trying to see more deeply in


WHAT I LEARNED FROM THE TRACKS IN THE DUNES       
First Line: That here the raccoon, accelerating downhill, braked
Last Line: As is always is -- trying to keep a right grip on things


WHAT IT COMES DOWN TO       
First Line: From time to time when I'm running in the fall morning-the sky
Last Line: The dead still-till dark wings open wide and rise, cutting off the light


WHAT REMAINS       
First Line: Silken limegreen wings of two luna moths
Last Line: And all their covered, incandescent bones
Variant Title(s): Leftover


WHEN LETTERS ARRIVE       
First Line: As if it were a bee's dream of heaven the pulpy rhododendron
Last Line: The thrush, saying and unsaying itself, could break your heart


WHISTLING IN THE DARK       
First Line: The day of her waking and last exposure, I saw
Last Line: Trying to fix this minute among its poor relations


WHITE WATER    Poem Text    
First Line: Yes, the heart aches, but you know or think you know it could be


WIND CHIMES       
First Line: Thunderhead. Thunderhead. %first a hush in which
Last Line: Your mouth. Spell %'branks'. Close slowly now


WINDOWGRAVE       
First Line: The dead bee lies on the window ledge, a relic
Last Line: That harden the heart, getting its appetite back


WING ROAD       
First Line: Amazing, how the young man who empties
Last Line: Covening in branches, will flash and haggle


WINN'S BLACKBIRD       
First Line: Drawn out of the oven's dark
Last Line: Your bird, imagine, takes flight


WINTER       
First Line: Who, when they are all gone, will
Last Line: Shivering and praying in the flayed hedges


WINTER BEES       
First Line: It's the diligence of bees that startles me: here on this chill
Last Line: Whatever turbulence the weather sends, bring back something


WINTER MORNING, TWELVE NOON       
First Line: Light snags in january branches. On the sunstark
Last Line: Eager faces up like urns, like fresh leaves, to those %slow crystals of cold, those flakes of light


WITH YOUNGEST DAUGHTER AT PARENTS' GRAVE       
First Line: No candles, paper boats, nor any of the white acts of mourning
Last Line: And clumped grass, entering the aftermath as we two enter %the other world, your warm small hand fie


WOMAN AT LIT WINDOW    Poem Text    
First Line: Perhaps if she stood for an hour like that
Subject(s): Paintings & Painters; Models


WOMAN AT LIT WINDOW       
First Line: Perhaps if she stood for an hour like that
Last Line: With their pulse, ungovernable, of light


WOMAN HOLDING A BALANCE       
First Line: Almost invisible, a minute affair
Last Line: The bright fleshed fingers %of her left hand - slightly %flexed - depend


WOMAN SLEEPING IN THE TRAIN       
First Line: Her lips remind me of the mouth bernini gave
Last Line: Having to take it and each other in as we look away


WOMAN WITH PEARL NECKLACE       
First Line: Since he painted her, she will always be putting this pearl necklace on
Last Line: But that wall of all colours making white, which the painter faces


WOMEN GOING       
First Line: You know the ordinary ways they go
Last Line: She's left, and left him in


WOODCHUCK       
First Line: A low brown ghost
Last Line: Coil of his homeland fattening round him


WOODEN BARREL, BLUE FEZ    Poem Text    
First Line: On the half-barrel which is my bird feeder I can find
Subject(s): Nature


WOODEN BARREL, BLUE FEZ       
First Line: On the half-barrel that's my bird feeder I can find
Last Line: Turn, I think, to wait for it to begin again to end


WORDS       
First Line: They itch to be in touch


WORLD       
First Line: Hello, blank page and place of risk
Last Line: Coming in on time, a dry night-heart, singing


Y2K    Poem Text    
First Line: Mutation of bells. Chapels vanishing in fog
Subject(s): World Trade Center Tragedy (9/11/2001); New York City - Terrorist Attack, 9/11


Y2K       
First Line: Mutation of bells. Chapels vanishing in fog
Last Line: Long time night, the usual. So forth and so on
Subject(s): World Trade Center Tragedy (9/11/2001)


YELLOWTHROAT IN OCTOBER       
First Line: From my small room at the top of the house
Last Line: Will be, I am - if only for the moment %music to the bone